My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad
My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom I sent two letters back in You not have got 'em It probably was a at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, it, what's been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about your Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a kill himself over 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 you did with ScamZ
I got a full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat Truly yours, biggest fan, this is Stan
My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i the address on them perfect still ain't called or wrote, I you have the chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer If you didn't want to talk to me outside concert you didn't have to But you could have signed an for Matthew
my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old We in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya 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 that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to Remember we met in Denver, you said if I write to you You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're sayin' in songs So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on 'Cause I don't got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a with your name across the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a 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 like I know you, Slim, no one She don't know what it was like for people like us up You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too
My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans" This'll be the package I ever send your ass been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, "I a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?" You know song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning? But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found That's kinda how this is, you have rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I was a lousy letter or a call I you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we could have been together, think it You ruined it now, I 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 eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, up bitch, I'm trying to talk Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming 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 and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to this shit out?
My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that And an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I have missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to you And what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is
You got some issues, Stan, I you need some counselin' To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some And what's this about us meant to be together? That of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other Or you just need to treat her better I you get to read this letter I hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin' just fine If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand I do want you as a fan I just don't you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge And had his in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they found a tape but it say who it was to to think about it his name was, it was you, damn