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• Artiste: Christine And The Queens
• Titre: Night52
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Night 52 was the cruelest of those nights Would have been easier to just pick a fight Would have been easier to just pick a fight (hey yeah) White, and then suddenly a hint of blush out You were turning down your face; I held you tight You were turning down your face; I held you tight (hey yeah, ooh) I want it open, so cut it open Cut it open so you could see through it And now I'm lace-like Now I'm lace-like Now I'm lace-like for the rain to come through [Chorus] I try But to live with all the numbers you shed But I fade again Cause 52's stuck in my head One On the twenty-third of them, we lived as one We were winded from the thing that'd come undone We were winded from the thing that'd come undone (hey yeah) From 41, I can only recall your palms But it was you who said "no mercy for bygones" It was you who said "no mercy for bygones" (hey yeah, ooh) I want it open, so cut it open Cut it open so you could see through me And now I'm lace-like Now I'm lace-like Now I'm lace-like for the rain to come through I try But to live with all the numbers you shed But I fade again Cause 52's stuck in my head