My tea's cold I'm wondering why I. got out of bed at all The morning rain up my window. and I see at all And if I could it'll all be gray, but picture on my wall It me, that it's not so bad, not so bad.
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Dear Slim, I wrote but you still callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em There was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em but anyways; it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father If I have a daughter, what I'ma call her? I'ma name her I read about your Uncle too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with I got a full of your posters and your pictures man I like the 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 This is
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 wanna talk to me outside your concert you didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, only six years old We waited in the blistering for you, four hours and you said, "No." That's pretty 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 when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you you would back - see I'm just like you in a way I never knew my neither; he used to always cheat on my mom and her I can relate to what saying in your songs so when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your across the chest Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I about you 24/7 But she don't know you I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people us growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose yours, Stan -- P.S. We should be too
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever your ass It's been six months and 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 sending you, I you hear 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 song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about that guy who coulda that other guy from drowning but didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda me from drowning Now it's too late - I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy or a call I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your 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 I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the but I didn't 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 to send this shit out?
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Dear Stan, I meant to you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is Look, I'm really flattered you call your daughter 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 that shit intentionally just to you But what's this 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 ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some And this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each I really think you and your girlfriend need each or maybe you need to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I'm I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do 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 dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his was. it was you Stan!