My tea's 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 me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
My tea's 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 it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the I sent two letters in autumn You must not got 'em It probably was a at the post office or somethin'
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, your daughter? My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? name her Bonnie
I about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill 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 shit you did with ScamZ
I got a full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan, is Stan
My tea's 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 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 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 talk to me outside your you didn't have to But you could signed an autograph for Matthew
my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old We waited in the cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol 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 when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you You write back, see, I'm just like you in a way I knew my father neither He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what sayin' in your songs So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it 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 talk you 24/7
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 biggest fan ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we 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 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" This'll be the last I ever send your ass It's six months and still no word, I don't deserve it? I you got my last 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 right now, I'm doing 90 on the Hey Slim, "I drank a of vodka, ya dare me to drive?" You know song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could have saved that other guy drowning? But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his he found him? kinda how this is, you could have rescued me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the I love you Slim, we could have 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, my girlfriend screaming in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just 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 almost at the now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?
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 if I could it'd all be gray, but your 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 call your daughter 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 must missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally, to diss you And what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too? I say shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I you need some counselin' To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down And this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend each other Or maybe you just need to treat her I hope you get to read letter I just hope it you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just If you'd relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan Why are you so mad? Try to that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do crazy shit
I seen this one on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was with his kid And in the car they found a but it didn't say who it was to Come to think about it his name was, it was you,