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

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

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

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