Moving To Mars

Staring at the lights up above Wonder if one day I'll become one If it shoots does that mean I've won Will I burn out trying to be the sun I'm moving to mars I packed your cheap cigars If you make me stay then I'll escape I'm moving to mars Staring down at my bare feet now Dirty but at least they stand their ground Talking to nothing but bare walls Still I sit in silence until my echo calls I'm moving to mars I packed your cheap cigars If you make me stay then I'll escape I'm moving to mars One last call then it's goodbye You'll finally be out of my mind One last call then it's goodbye You'll finally be out of my mind I'm moving to mars I packed your cheap cigars If you make me stay then I'll escape I'm moving to mars