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 the rest of the stuff
 Guess I'm getting 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 get a little 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