Bad Timing

Without a doubt in my mind, in the blink of an eye
 The world as we know it will become blind
 All the seas will go dry, all the creatures will die
 All the trees will tower over and us humans will hide
 We'll look up at the sky and repeat the word "why"
 And deep down in our hearts we will plead for our lives
 And there's one angel in the breeze
 She sends me messages when my antenna's able to receive
 Every single choice I make affects the way she dreams
 So I try my best to be awake and know when she goes to sleep
 'Cause to me we're a team, kill the king, feel the queen
 Self-esteem builds in me, until I see the guillotine
 I guess it's time to kneel, if heaven is a lesson I can learn how to steal
 And if death is imperfection
 Then my head is just a weapon
 And my weaver has no web and
 My net is filled with holes
 My little Salem witch
 Keep playing with fire
 But you're standing on a bridge
 My counter-top's split in half, glasses of different wines
 I interpret as fantastic or simply fine
 Tap dancing on the thinnest ice
 Just to entertain the phantasms I get at night so get it right
 This is my mental symphony presented anamorphic on an eye level silver screen
 Kill the screams, you will find echoes still in me
 That see beyond myself like it's dimethyltryptamine
 There's no angels in the breeze
 And the one that's on my shoulder I just strangled with a string
 That I tied around my finger to remind me that I don't believe in angels
 I'm a skeptic, I don't focus on the labels
 Unless it's just a personal hobby, I can hear opportunity nervously knocking
 I go into the shop to get some words upon my body
 To reflect what's on the inside, my surface is rotting
 I think that I'm dead, there's a kink in my neck
 I'm just sinking instead so I sing like a kid
 The pacific northwest I go hunting for rocks
 Till the knots in my head slowly work themselves out
 (I escape) with my friends (I create) with my friends
 (I debate) with my friends (and I change) with my friends
 Till the day comes where I say goodbye to my friends
 Bad timing