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 it's not so bad, it's not so bad
My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The rain 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 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 back in autumn You must not got 'em It probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter? My pregnant too, I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma her Bonnie
I read about your Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I got the underground shit that you did with ScamZ
I got a room full of your posters and pictures, man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
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 picture on my It me that it's 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 hope you have the I ain't mad, I just think it's up you don't answer fans If you didn't want to to me outside your concert you didn't have to But you could have an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother, man,he's only 6 old We in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you You write back, see, I'm just like you in a way I knew my father neither He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're in your songs So when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps I'm depressed I got a tattoo with your name across the chest
Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you 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 growing up You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too
My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could 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 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 two letters, I wrote the addresses 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 Phil saw it all at his show he found him? That's how this is, you could have 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 letter or a I hope you 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 hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream, I you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope your conscious eats at you and you 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 then die too Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send 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 your picture on my It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Stan, I to write you sooner, but I've just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that And here's an autograph for 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 intentionally, just to diss you And what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists I say that shit just dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some To help your ass from bouncin' off the when you get down some And what's this about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to each other
I really think you and your need each other Or maybe you just need to her better I hope you get to read this I just hope it reaches you in
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' fine If you'd a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do you as a fan I just don't you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that me sick dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they a tape but it didn't say who it was to Come to think it his name was, it was you, damn