Fantasy

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



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Chartrand
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