I don't wanna wake up From this dream of fantasy Endless feasts in a sweltering sun Sweat is beading off my back Delusions of a Cadillac And fame I got millions to my name I tend to make believe and ignore the warning signs of trouble up ahead Surrounded by crystal Andy Warhol paintings Service waiting on my whim Vino filled up to the brim Supersize, exercise Never mind my borderline Reality That keeps my worries at bay I tend to make believe and ignore the warning signs of trouble up ahead It's been six months since I wrote a word I prefer shaken but I'll take it stirred This disposition needs to go So I strike it down with a deadly blow A vicious blow I tend to make believe and ignore the warning signs of trouble up ahead I need to Motivate the attitude that nothing can immortalize my fate Warning signs Warning signs Warning signs Of trouble up ahead