I was born in 91, But my birth was no fun What was supposed to be a happy time Ended up with our lives on the line Thought we would never Survive another day When the nurses Said that they’d stay They were ready To switch off my machine Then they heard a little scream They said it was miraculous That I was alive and told my Mum I was going to die Her being my mum Didn’t believe them And I defied them Against all odds They said to my mum that it Was up to God weather I lived or died Even they couldn't lie They said it was a waiting game as to weather I would be the same Chorus I’m still here And I am Proud That I Lived to tell the tale I know now what happened And its part of who I Am One day the s**t will hit the fan And that my life then Will live it down I put on my coat And walk in the Rain but when I come back Everything is still the same So I pick up a book And read the chapter And it makes me feel free And like I’m back 91 was my birth year And we all have memories That are so dear Chorus I’m still here And I am Proud That I Lived to tell the tale I came back from the dead they say that I probably wouldn’t make It but against all odd I did just that And that is a complete and utter fact No one can take Away the past As life is to short And ends to fast Ends to fast