Road

This is the end of the road
No more running
No more tripping 

Oh
No where to go
I can finally sit down
Alone
Me and my soul 
Huming my favourite song

My feets are burning 
My back is killing (me) sooooo (much)

But I'm glad i did it
I had to know
Who I would become
At the end of the road

I'm alive
Growing old
Podium gold