Song parody of
The Grandest Illusion
by Jason Ludwig
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An everlasting, stripping vacuum
Of mascaraed eyes and heavy costumes
I play the parts that no one wanted
Never the home, always the haunted
They mechanize the pulling strings
So I can relive the suffering
With no one ever seeing a thing
It's the grandest illusion
Wading in an ocean, broken arms
Don't let me drown
Don't let me drown
Save me
All I want now is for you to let me come home
Just let me come home, darling
These flip-back chairs, they creak so loud
The curtain lifts like a burial shroud
They tell me I'm much better rewritten
Don't hand me cat shit and call it a kitten
I've burned their remains to wake the ghosts
Of Cash, Cobain, and Buckley to boast to them
But mostly, their eyes just stayed closed
And then...I'm a grand illusion...
You've got me wading in an ocean, broken arms
Don't let me drown
Don't let me drown
Save me
All I want now is for you to let me come home
Let me come
Let me come
Let me come home
Let me come
Let me come
Home
Let me come
Let me come
Let me come home
Let me come
Let me come
Home
Let me come
Let me come
Let me come home
Let me come
Let me come
Home
Save me
Come
Save me
Come
An everlasting, stripping vacuum
Of mascaraed eyes and heavy costumes
I play the parts that no one wanted
Never the home, always the haunted
They mechanize the pulling strings
So I can relive the suffering
With no one ever seeing a thing
It's the grandest illusion
Wading in an ocean, broken arms
Don't let me drown
Don't let me drown
Save me
All I want now is for you to let me come home
Just let me come home, darling
These flip-back chairs, they creak so loud
The curtain lifts like a burial shroud
They tell me I'm much better rewritten
Don't hand me cat shit and call it a kitten
I've burned their remains to wake the ghosts
Of Cash, Cobain, and Buckley to boast to them
But mostly, their eyes just stayed closed
And then...I'm a grand illusion...
You've got me wading in an ocean, broken arms
Don't let me drown
Don't let me drown
Save me
All I want now is for you to let me come home
Let me come
Let me come
Let me come home
Let me come
Let me come
Home
Let me come
Let me come
Let me come home
Let me come
Let me come
Home
Let me come
Let me come
Let me come home
Let me come
Let me come
Home
Save me
Come
Save me
Come
