Fallen Angel

Hell nobody's perfect
One hundred percent
No saint, no Pope, no King no Queen
No President.

...

Cause it's mostly illusion
In flesh and bone
An image, a look, a song or a book
That we all claim for our own.

But even in the best of us
There lies beneath the skin
The tragic flaw in nature's law
That's bound to do us in.

...

See I met a man who told me once
"Sincerity's the key
And once you learn to fake it
Son you're gonna be home free".

Fallen angel, fallen angel
Well I guess you were no angel after all
Fallen angel, fallen angel
You always take us with you when you fall.

Styx - Fallen Angel