I ask myself way too much and maybe too often even though it doesn't change anything and I still hope just before the finish line I didn't take the step I always believed, now I almost made it and every night I wake up and ask myself what I should say and every night I imagine that it just happened at some point I've been waiting 365 days for so long completely out of breath in the last 52 weeks my head is just broken and now it just happened it just happened after 365 days it just happened just happened I ask myself way too much and maybe too often I think I can change by hoping somehow I made the chaos but slowly the ceiling falls on my head and every night I wake up and ask myself what I should say and every night I imagine that it just happened at some point I've been waiting 365 days for so long completely out of breath in the last 52 weeks my head is just broken and now it just happened it just happened after 365 days it just happened just happened after 365 days I've been waiting 365 days for so long completely out of breath in the last 52 weeks my head is just broken and now it just happened it just happened after 365 days it just happened just happened