Waking up late
To go to work
Billy's last day
Flash him a smirk
Feel unfulfilled
Clocking off late
Racing back home
Get in at eight
Doomsday calls for me
All the while, you see
Trying to delay
The ticking of each day
Biding my time
Joining the fray
Countdown ticks on
On to doomsday
Waiting in line
Doctor is late
Not much to do
But contemplate
Paying some rent
Bills are behind
Cannot afford
Some peace of mind
Doomsday grows inside
The feeling never died
Even as a child
Ever so reviled
Biding my time
Joining the fray
Countdown ticks on
On to doomsday
Going for walks
Seeing my friends
Don't bother them
With doomsday's end
Running around
Never so clear
I fight the urge
To disappear
Doomsday won't come true
So much more to do
Time is on your side
Feeling will subside
My time, my own
I will win out
Doomsday will heel
Unbending will
You have fought before
Open up the door
Of your beating heart
Time to make a start
My time, my own
I will win out
Doomsday will heel
Unbending will