When I was on a flight in the past - gacha life girl

I'm not on an ego trip i'm nothing on my own i made mistakes i often slip Just common flesh and bones But i'll prove someday just why i say I'm of a special kind For when he was on the cross I was on his mind. The look of love was on his face Thrones were on his head The blood was on his scarlet robe Stained a crimson red Though his eyes were on the crowd that day He looked ahead in time For when he was on the cross I was on his mind. He knew me, yet he loved me He whose glory makes the heavens shine So unworthy of such mercy Yet when he was on the cross I was on his mind. Yet when he was on the cross I was on his mind.

Am I vintage? 'Cause my life is analogue And is it retro To read on the metro or put a record on? And is it passé to think I ain't seen enough? And is it old-school baby To still feel stuff? Just a memory, then suddenly Tears come rolling down, babe don't worry Just remembering Not everything was better in the past No, no Not everything was better in the past Am I dated? 'Cause I shout at the waves Asking the questions, that I'll never get answered For the rest of my days Am I jaded By the notches on my belt? All I know is where I've been And how it felt So when the memory comes suddenly Tears come rolling down, babe don't worry Just remembering Not everything was better in the past No, no Not everything was better in the past No, no Not everything was better in the past Oh, oh no no no no Ooh ooh, ooh ooh Oh no Is it nostalgic To see my girl, all dressed up Hair all messed up With that look in her eyes? It says we're gonna make it Naked History's naked History's naked History's naked History's naked History's naked History's naked History's naked History's naked History's naked

Nowhere girl, you're livin' in a dream Nowhere girl, you stay behind the scenes Nowhere girl, you never go outside Nowhere girl, because you prefer to hide Every day Every night In that old familiar light You hang up when I call you at home And I try to get through When I try to talk to you But there's something stoppin' me From getting through Nowhere girl, what you had, you need Nowhere girl, all functional and neat Nowhere girl, it's self imposed exile Nowhere girl, a long to life denial Every day Every night In that old familiar light You hang up when I call you at home And I try to get through When I try to talk to you But there's something stoppin' me From getting through Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh Every day Every night In that old familiar light You hang up when I call you at home And I try to get through When I try to talk to you But there's something stopping me From getting through