1 Stanza:
Lost and confused, out of place,
that's how I see myself sometimes.
No hope and trapped,
time goes slowly,
not really in agreement with myself.
I want to prove something to myself
and am in danger of derailing,
full throttle into the wall.
Catastrophic,
I know myself now
and stay laid back.
Chorus:
No one is faultless!
What's the big deal?
Oddballs and game players,
dreamers and sensitive types,
this world never has enough of.
No one is faultless!
Be that as it may be!
Let us promise,
by hook or by crook,
we'll celebrate weakness!
Who's faultless?
2 Stanza:
Sometimes I'm no hero,
go shopping without money
and miss the last flight.
The flat looks
only like chaos,
overdrawn by oversight.
I get stressed and wear myself out,
lose myself and burn myself up,
even against reason.
Then I think calmly to myself:
We'll come through,
come on, stay calm!
Chorus:
No one is faultless!
What's the big deal?
Oddballs and game players,
dreamers and sensitive types,
this world never has enough of.
No one is faultless!
Be that as it may be!
Let us promise,
by hook or by crook,
we'll celebrate weakness!
Who's faultless?
Bridge
My quirks are just like me,
if you know them, then you know me.
Chorus:
No one is faultless! Faultless!
What's the big deal?
Oddballs and game players,
dreamers and sensitive types,
this world never has enough of.
No one is faultless!
Be that as it may be!
Let us promise,
by hook or by crook,
we'll celebrate weakness!
Who's faultless?