My gone cold, I'm wondering 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
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 on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the 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, fuck it, what's been up man, how's daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm out to be a If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who 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 the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is
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 it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr i'm too 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 wrote the address on them perfect still ain't called or wrote, I you have the chance I ain't mad, I just think fucked up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to talk to me your concert you didn't have to But you have signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother, man,he's 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 you man, he likes you more 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 write back, see, I'm like you in a way I never my father neither He used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what sayin' in your songs So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on 'Cause I really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds It's 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 about you
But she don't know you like I you, Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us up You've gotta call me man, I'll be the fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we should be too
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 your picture on my It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans" be the last 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 letters, I wrote the on 'em perfect
So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, "I drank a of vodka, ya dare me to drive?" You that 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 saw it all then at his show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you could have rescued me from Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I all o' your pictures off the wall I you Slim, we could have been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you about it I hope conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?
My gone cold, I'm wondering 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 picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but just been busy You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that And here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on your cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must have you Don't think I did that shit intentionally, to diss you And what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too? I say that shit clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you some counselin' To your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet other
I really you and your girlfriend need each other Or maybe you just need to her better I hope you get to read this I hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do you as a fan I don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick Some dude was 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 it didn't say who it was to Come to about it his name was, it was you, damn