Angra - Carry On [Live] Lyrics
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Carry On [Live]
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What Are The Lyrics For Carry On [Live] By Angra?
Simple minded brain,
For now you succumb Nothing changes your way This worlds insists to be the same Based on our mistakes The flowers fade along the road Don't blindfold your eyes, So loneliness becomes the law of a senseless life Follow your steps and you will find The unknown ways are on your mind Need nothing else than just your pride to get there Go! Now we have to face another day You won't be alone This life is forcing us to stay For how long? Cold is the wind and thunder struck on a stormy night But can't you see, I'm by your side We are marching on! Follow your steps and you will find The unknown ways are on your mind Need nothing else than just your pride to get there So, carry on, There's a meaning to life Which someday we may find Carry on, it's time to forget The remains from the past, to carry on Follow your steps and you will find The unknown ways are on your mind Need nothing else than just your pride to get there So, carry on, There's a meaning to life Which someday we may find Carry on, it's time to forget The remains from the past So, carry on, There's a meaning to life Which someday we may find Carry on, it's time to forget The remains from the past Carry on, it's time to forget The remains from the past, to carry on The remains from the past, to carry on The remains from the past |
Who Wrote Carry On [Live] By Angra?
Aquiles Priester, Eduardo Teixeira Da Fonseca Vasconcellos, Felipe Andreoli, Kiko Loureiro, Rafael Bittencourt
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