My tea's gone cold I'm why I. got out of bed at all The rain clouds up my window. and I see at all And even if I it'll all be gray, but your on my wall It reminds me, it's not so bad, not so bad.
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Dear Slim, I but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the I two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em probably was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em but fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a If I have a daughter, what I'ma call her? I'ma name her 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 that you did with Skam I got a room of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan is Stan
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance I ain't mad - I just it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't talk to me outside your concert you have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six old We waited in the blistering for you, hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - like his fuckin idol He to be just like 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 write - see I'm just like you in a way I never my father neither; he used to cheat on my mom and beat 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 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 such a sudden 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 for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan 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 last I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word - I deserve it? I know you got my last two I wrote the addresses on 'em So this is my I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? 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, then at a a show he found That's how this is, you coulda rescued 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 pictures off the wall I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I 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 slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you cause if she she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?
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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that and an autograph for your brother, I it on the Starter cap I'm sorry I see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too? I say shit just clownin dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is You got some issues Stan, I think you need 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 each other I really think you and girlfriend need each other or maybe you just need to treat her I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan 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 me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant 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!