Looking back awhile, a few days gone, I think I brought this on myself
Went and got into it, pulled the volumes off the shelf
Tore the place apart, breaking what I couldn't sell
Til this home was stripped down, and I swore I'd never tell of my ways
So I started to run
I began to hear a voice on the side of the road, I think she saw the evil in me
Said, "take what you need and don't look back, no matter what you think you see,"
Wherever you land will have you trapped, you'll never find no sense of relief
By the time you get out from wherever you are, the fresh air won't taste too sweet
She asked, "who went and put this hate in your heart?"
I said, "I believe in nature over nurture,"
"And if I ain't wrong, then it's probably been there from the start,"
No one's gonna save my soul
And I won't run, when it's my time to go
I think I lost my edge deep in the mountains, I just stopped seeing red
Slowed to a crawl, feeling solitary, but I suppose I made my bed
No longer a runner, blue in the face
It may be time to find my place
But what's done is done, and I left quite the trail
No one's gonna save my soul
And I won't run, when it's my time to go