As far as I can remember, my most sought after goal
Was to become a tortured artist, with a dark and brooding soul
But woe, I am a cursed thing, my dream flew out of sight
When I realized that my dreadful fate was a life that is… all right.
What comes from being born to parents who spared the rod?
A struggling tortured artist, who is tragically unflawed!
I’m tragically unflawed!
It’s hard to rebel against a life that’s full of hate
When really my entire life has been nothing but great.
Other artists create from a lifetime filled with pain,
But look at me, I’m desperately, incurably sane!
When other people talk of agony, all I can do is nod
Because I’m utterly despairingly tragically unflawed!
I’m tragically unflawed!
when I was a child my father didn’t beat on his wife
which led to an utter lack of violence and strife
my mother never stabbed my father repetedly with a knife
and as a result I’ve never been mentally scarred for life!
Look at me, crushed by the weight of all these gifts from God
it’s difficult to be depressed when you’re tragically unflawed!
I’m tragically unflawed!
You can’t imaging how difficult it is to sit alone and
brood
When everything up till now has all been pretty good.
What I wouldn’t give to have been born without a head
Or have a single member of my immediate family dead?
And one day I hope to overcome some sort of odd
Because I’m excruciatingly torturously tragically unflawed!
I’m tragically unflawed!
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