Archive No.9: Archive No. 89 - The Imitations of Art
Based On: Getaway Car by Taylor Swift I'm sitting on a bench and waiting for impatience to consume me whole Lost love and marigolds plant their roots in my soul I push up against every moment of peace I can muster in a bed of chaos And lose myself to the whims that make me proud yet lonesome Fortunately you know where I keep my gun Because what if we can't find a way to run I wouldn't dare to poison you, that's painful and slow Cruel intentions always find a way back to you Know where my body lies all sanctified You've kidnapped my fear and I'll know you keep it safe tonight Until I find the courage to breath in the air again Poisoned on the hefty rumors raw and bare I'm lying my way through the storm I brewed out of sheer cold It's just how I'm feeling, a slow compelled healing while I'm losing my way home I pull up to the store, I can buy a good amount of nothing for more Pressed pause on this and see where the road not taken goes Fortu...