I'll never sell my soul again I wanna feel whole again So low The feeling is gone I'm out here on the road again Searching for the gold again And I know This ain't where I belong I was broken from the storm The day that I was born No place to call my own I'm waiting on a sign I never seem to find The worst is all I know And it feels like home I got nowhere else to run All the days I chase the sun And for what? I always end up cold No matter where I try to hide My demons never far behind I know That the devil will come I was broken from the storm The day that I was born No place to call my own I'm waiting on a sign I never seem to find The worst is all I know And it feels like home And it feels like home