Greetings From Mars

I’m almost there and I’m almost out of time But I wouldn’t dare turn around now, it would be a crime Oh oh oh, it’s pumping through my veins And it’s bubbling up like a hot spring in winter If it’s all the same to you, I’d rather die Then quit following shooting stars Greetings from Mars Greetings from Mars Follow your gut, nobody said it would be easy I’m hanging tough, but my own medicine make me queasy Oh oh oh it’s pumping through my veins And it’s bubbling up like a hot spring in winter If it’s all the same to you, I’d rather die Then quit following shooting stars Greetings from Mars Greetings from Mars Greetings from Mars It’s just I turn to dust and the credits roll It’s just living in lust, out of control Oh oh oh, it’s pumping through my veins And it’s bubbling up like a hot spring in winter If it’s all the same to you, I’d rather die Then quit following shooting stars Greetings from Mars Greetings from Mars Greetings from Mars