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Oh, for the sake of momentum |
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I've allowed my fears to get larger than life |
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And it's brought me to my current agendum |
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Whereupon I deny fulfillment has yet to arrive |
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And I know life is getting shorter |
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I can't bring myself to set the scene |
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Even when it's approaching torture |
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I've got my routine |
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Oh, for the sake of momentum |
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Even though I agree with that stuff about seizing the day |
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But I hate to think of effort expended |
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All those minutes and days and hours |
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I have frittered away. |
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And I know life is getting shorter |
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I can't bring myself to set the scene |
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Even when it's approaching torture |
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I've got my routine |
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But I can't confront the doubts I have |
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I can't admit that maybe the past was bad |
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And so, for the sake of momentum |
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I'm condemning the future to death |
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So it can match the past. |
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When I can't confront the doubts I have |
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I can't admit that maybe the past was bad |
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And so, for the sake of momentum |
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I'm condemning the future to death |
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So it can match the past. |
