My tea's cold I'm wondering why I. got out of bed at all The rain clouds up my window. and I see at all And if I could it'll all be gray, but your picture on my It reminds me, that not so bad, not so bad.
1st volume gradually grows over raindrop 2nd full with beat right after "thunder" noise
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father If I have a daughter, guess I'ma call her? I'ma her Bonnie I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want him I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with I got a room of your posters and your pictures man I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your fan is Stan
Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew That's my little man, he's only six years old We waited in the cold for you, hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - you're like his idol He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein lied to Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd you you would back - see I'm just like you in a way I knew my father neither; he to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're in your songs so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm I even got a tattoo of name across the chest Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds like adrenaline, the pain 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 know you like I know you Slim, no one does She know what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, -- P.S. We be together too
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the package I ever send your ass It's been six and still no word - I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two I wrote the addresses on 'em So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you me to drive? You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about that guy who saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda me from drowning Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm and all I was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped of your pictures off the wall I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE me See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk but I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then die too Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?
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Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that and an autograph for your brother, I it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta you Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say shit just clownin dogg, c'mon - how up is you? You got some issues Stan, I 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? That type of shit'll make me not want us to each other I really think you and girlfriend need each other or maybe you need to treat her better I you get to read this letter, I just hope 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 ago that made me sick Some dude was and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they say who it was to to think about, his name was. it was you Stan!