Testo Fly Up To The Moon

Gonna fly up to the moon, raising all of my money. Can´t make it too soon, I am sick of it down here. Gonna rise up to the moon. So this is how the world ends- Not with a bang but with a wimpy. Don´t laugh too soon- I am sick of it down here. Gonna rise up to the moon. Who needs all the troubles of today? What´s the difference anyway? I feel out of focus, what can I do? There´s only you. Gonna fly up to the moon, raising all of my money. Can´t make it too soon, I am sick of it down here. Gonna rise up to the moon. When they open the borders where will you be? I´ll climb the highest tree to avoid the stampede- And if I should fly only you, you, there´s only you, that would say goodbye.