My tea's gone cold I'm why I. got out of bed at all The morning rain up my window. and I see at all And even if I it'll all be gray, but your picture on my It reminds me, that not so bad, not so bad.
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Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em There probably was a at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call I'ma name her I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with I got a room full of posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is
Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad - I just it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your you have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, only six years old We in the blistering cold for you, four and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't bein lied to Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you you would write back - see I'm like you in a way I knew my father neither; he used to always cheat on my mom and her I can relate to what you're in your songs so when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that helps when I'm depressed I even got a of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one She don't know what it was like for like us growin up You gotta call me man, be the biggest fan you'll ever lose yours, Stan -- P.S. We be together too
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever send ass It's been six months and no word - I don't deserve it? I know you got my two letters; I wrote the on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me drowning Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of pictures off the wall I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it And when you dream I hope you can't and you SCREAM about it I your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn't slit her throat, I just her up, see I ain't like you cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to this shit out?
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Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that and here's an autograph for brother, I wrote it on the cap I'm sorry I see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too? I say that just clownin dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls you get down some And this shit about us meant to be together? type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend each other or maybe you just need to her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin fine if you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but why are you so Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid and in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to to think about, his name was. it was you Stan!