My tea's cold I'm wondering why I. got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window. and I see at all And even if I it'll all be gray, but picture on my wall It reminds me, that not so bad, not so bad.
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Dear Slim, I wrote but you ain't callin I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em There was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when 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 what call her? name her Bonnie I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did Skam I got a room of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your fan This is
Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't fans If you wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my brother man, he's only six years old We in the blistering cold for you, hours and you just said, "No." That's shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied to Remember when we met in - you said if I'd write you you would write - see I'm just like you in a way I never my father neither; he used to always cheat on my mom and her I can relate to you're saying in your songs so when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm I got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds 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 about 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, I'll be the 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 package I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word - I deserve it? I you got my last 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 fifth of vodka, you dare me to You the song 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? kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now it's too - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy letter or a I hope you know I +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk! Hey Slim, that's my 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 she'll more, and then she'll die too Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send shit out?
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Dear Stan, I meant to you sooner but I just been busy You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that and here's an 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 think I did that shit intentionally just to you But this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that just clownin dogg, c'mon - how up is you? You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get 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 you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be just fine if you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, 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 his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid and in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to to think about, his name was. it was you Stan!