Stuff

Maybe I’ll keep trying
Maybe I’ll keep wrestling the wind
Maybe I’ll keep lying to myself in this life of sin
'Cause life is weird and life gets hard
You walk a mile, but go a yard
I always make the same mistakes
Why can’t I give myself a break?
I can’t find myself
I placed it on the highest shelf
With the rest of the stuff
With the rest of the stuff
I can’t find myself
I lost it with everything else
With the rest of the stuff
With the rest of the stuff
With th rest of the stuff
Guess I’m gtting tired
Guess it’s just my patience wearing thin
Confidence is fired
All these years of living in this skin
'Cause life is weird and life gets hard
You walk a mile, but go a yard
I always make the same mistakes
Why can’t I give myself a break?
I can’t find myself
I placed it on the highest shelf
With the rest of the stuff
With the rest of the stuff
I can’t find myself
I lost it with everything else
With the rest of the stuff
With the rest of the stuff
With the rest of the stuff