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

White
And then suddenly a hint of blood, a shout
You were turning down your face I held you tight
You were turning down your face I held you tight

I want it open
So cut it open, cut it open
So you could see through it
And now I'm less like, now I'm less like
Now I'm less like for the rain to come through

I tried
But to live with fallen numbers
You shed life and pain again
Cause 52 is stuck in my head

One
On the 23rd of them, we lived as one
We were winded but nothing had come undone
We were winded but nothing had come undone

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

I want it open
So cut it open, cut it open
So you could see through me
And now I'm less like, now I'm less like
Now I'm less like for the rain to come through

I tried
But to live with fallen numbers
You shed life and pain again
Cause 52 is stuck in my head

I tried
But to live with fallen numbers
You shed life and pain again
Cause 52 is stuck in my head

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Writer(s): Heloise Letissier