Contextual Analysis of "my emotions quoted spilling out of a broken vase taking the place of what was once your emotion. diluted with tears" in Lyrics

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no more. i would not let the self-scrutinizing endeavor endure a precipice a monologue questioning my every motive. my disaster stricken heart feeling broken

my emotions quoted spilling out of a broken vase taking the place of what was once your emotion. diluted with tears

an open book scribbled with fears engraved pools of ink i'm vocally shook; and i'm tired of telling myself that it's gonna change. taken by the spectacular lie that existence can end. faulse-hoods predicted my sinners dictated my every decision. an exit of sorts seemed logical

changes consume me

Singer: hotel books

no more. i would not let the self-scrutinizing endeavor endure a precipice a monologue questioning my every motive. my disaster stricken heart feeling broken

my emotions quoted spilling out of a broken vase taking the place of what was once your emotion. diluted with tears

an open book scribbled with fears engraved pools of ink i'm vocally shook; and i'm tired of telling myself that it's gonna change. taken by the spectacular lie that existence can end. faulse-hoods predicted my sinners dictated my every decision. an exit of sorts seemed logical

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no more. i would not let the self-scrutinizing endeavor endure a precipice a monologue questioning my every motive. my disaster stricken heart feeling broken

my emotions quoted spilling out of a broken vase taking the place of what was once your emotion. diluted with tears

an open book scribbled with fears engraved pools of ink i'm vocally shook; and i'm tired of telling myself that it's gonna change. taken by the spectacular lie that existence can end. faulse-hoods predicted my sinners dictated my every decision. an exit of sorts seemed logical

changes consume me

hotel books

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