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Momentum by Aimee Mann

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

But I can't confront the doubts I have
I can't admit that maybe the pas was bad
And so, for the sake of momentum
I'm condemning the future to death
So it can match the past