Can darkness be sucked into itself
It roams with energy when thinking about heaven
Souls fall in love not the bodies
I don't know if I forgot about that or if you just didn't have a name
Life is three thousand meters, you're a water obstacle
You always made me continue, always made me quit
When in our dreams we're playing dozens again
When I'm polishing your darkened spoons
And the less I remember about you
The more perfect you become
I'm not even sure if you're a woman or a drug
But I know I'll die to this longing
Good girls go to heaven
But bad girls have fun
Good girls go to heaven
But bad girls have fun
(Celeste) [x4]
I'm writing rhymes, does anyone hear them
They ask "what about the fact that nothing's ever enough"
This is like heroin, not so clean
I can't tell pain apart from the celebration of senses
Monday blackens and I fall in love on Friday
Time has turned memories to diamonds in the sky
There'll be 100 000 black Christmas
One night of the school of double life
I'm going on with the power from the next experience
The next meaningless victory
I have one memory of the thing I'm looking for
The photo of you that I lost when I cheated on myself
Doesn't think about life, doesn't think about death
We're just existing here
Good girls go to heaven
But bad girls have fun
Good girls go to heaven
But bad girls have fun
(Celeste) [x8]