We look past the obvious 
We blind ourselves to the [bad word] 
No escape, resistance is futile 
The old roads lead back home 

place where I belong 
I lay my head where I lay my hat 
(Affection, redemption) 
clenched fist screaming 

There's pain and then there's living 
Both make sense to those who're willing 
And there's nothing left to say 
We carry on, we carry 

(Sacrifice, every day) 
To make amends for the debt we pay 
(This way) 
An [bad word] of constant [bad word] 
There's nothing left to regret 

(promise is a promise kept) 
Whether history will forget 
(To open up with friendly arms) 

This wrench screaming 

There's pain and then there's living 
Both make sense to those who're willing 
And there's nothing left to say 
We carry on, we carry on 

There's pain and then there's living 
Both make sense to those who're willing 
And there's nothing left to say 
We carry on, we carry

We [bad word] every single day 
Never giving up or giving in 
No single sense of self-respect 
We turn around and walk away 
No sense [bad word] 
We fear each and everyday 
Behind closed doors and closed minds 
We shelter away from our lives 

There's pain and then there's living 
Both make sense to those who're willing 
And there's nothing left to say 
We carry on, we carry on 

There's pain and then there's living 
Both make sense to those who're willing 
And there's nothing left to say 
We carry on, we carry on 
We carry on, we carry on
We carry, we carry on