To the wounded:
I have seen the self image
they've forced you to reduce to shattered glass,
with the only remaining value lying in it's jagged edges

But the few who warrant waking for
await their recognition
No fear of death but with fear of life,
your weakness kills everyone, so live

For no lack of searching I can't seem to find, can't seem to find one
(Angels for everyone)
What of all their promises?
Can't seem to find much more than lies
(Angels in anyone)

A permanent solution to a temporary problem
Before I'd lay me down to rest,
I'd throw away everything to live

For no lack of searching I can't seem to find, can't seem to find one
(Angels for everyone)
What of all their promises?
Can't seem to find much more than lies
(Angels in anyone)
For no lack of searching I can't seem to find, can't seem to find one
(Angels for everyone)
What of all their promises?
Can't seem to find much more than lies
(Angels in anyone)