LOST – Pilot, Part 1 (September 22, 2004)
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LOST – Pilot, Part 1 (September 22, 2004)

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rock on dood
Days go by just like a glass clear like a glass fold them up so they shimmer and pass It's too late dog on a wall I'm a dog on a wall like a leaf on your tree I fall It feels like the moon is lost in the sky It's filling my room with silver light I hear you sing but are you a bird? are you a bird? you wanna fly just by saying the word Hold your eyes fill up with air fill up with air I had a dream I was saying a prayer It feels like the moon is lost in the sky it's filling my room with silver light
The frick? Is this Chuck, now?

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one day
one day baby we’ll be old, our lost coals coals sever’d cold, lost deep in holes in my mind, thinking about the worlds we could’ve find’d, together, in my heart in a world never apart, but the actions of yours true, have severed connections to yours too, and my fault it is to blame, i wait, i die, my hidden flame, flickering with frightend light, wondering will i die tonight, too many oxy’s in my blood, my vomit, the sink turned to mud, shot after shot this everclear, wondering when will death rear, it’s ugly, but so pretty face, come to relieve, me from this place, so dark with sin, so broke withing, i carry with my worthless skin, a hope a cry, from deep within, i live, i die, along your words, I broke our hearts, not now we both surge, into the dark, the grey abyss, and your smallhands are mine to miss
Do I wait for you to text back? Or do I just move on.