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Carry On

I've got some bad news
I abuse my shoes
I abuse my shoes
I've got nothing left to say
I've worn their soles away
I've worn their soles away

And it's such pity in this gritty little city
That I'm always on the run
And it's such a pity in this gritty little city
All the souls that come undone

I've got to Carry On
Carry On
Even though I know it's wrong
I've got to Carry On
Carry On
The road I go is long

I am so alone
There's no place like home

I've
I've fallen a part
I've broken my own heart
by letting down my guard
There's nothing left to say
There's nothing but decay
Standing in my way

And it's such pity in this gritty little city
That I'm always on the run
And it's such a pity in this gritty little city
All the souls that come undone

I've got to Carry On
Carry On
Even though I know it's wrong
I've got to Carry On
Carry On
The road I go is long

I am so alone
There's no place like home
Oh
Oh
if we just stay strong
and carry on
carry on
like nothings wrong
if we just stay
if we just stay strong

I've got to Carry On
Carry On
Even though I know it's wrong
I've got to Carry On
Carry On
The road I go is long
I've got to Carry On
Carry On
Even though I know it's wrong
I've got to Carry On
Carry On
The road I go is long

And it's such pity in this gritty little city
That I'm always on the run
And it's such a pity in this gritty little city
All the souls that come undone
I am so alone
There's no place like home