Rende l'idea ...

Standing alone with no direction
how did I fall so far behind?
Why am I searching for perfection?
Knowing it's something I won't find

In my fear and flaws
I let myself down again
all because

I run
till the silence splits me open
I run
till it puts me underground
till I have no breath
and no roads left but one

When did I lose my sense of purpose?
Can I regain what's lost inside?
Why do I feel like I deserve this?
Why does my pain look like my pride?

I run
and the silence splits me open
I run
and it puts me underground
but there's no regret
and no roads left to run

(No Roads Left - Linkin Park)