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 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 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 you but you still ain't callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom I sent two back in autumn You must not got 'em It probably was a problem at the office or somethin'
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, it, what's 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? name her Bonnie
I about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan I even got the shit that you did with ScamZ
I got a full of your posters and your pictures, man I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to yours, your 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 window and I see at all And even if I could it'd all be gray, but 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 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 i wrote the address on them perfect still ain't or wrote, I hope you have the chance 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 concert you have to But you could have signed an autograph for
That's my brother, man,he's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just 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 that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you 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 always cheat on my mom and her
I can to what you're sayin' in your songs So when I 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 with your name the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me See, everything you say is real, and I you 'cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7
But she know you like I know you, Slim, no one does She don't what it was like for people like us growing up You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we should be too
My tea's cold, I'm wondering 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 it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to or write my fans" This'll be the last package I ever send ass It's been six months and no word, I don't deserve it? I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?" You know that song by Phil from "The Air In The Night"?
About that guy who could saved that other guy from drowning? But didn't? Then Phil saw it all at his show he found him? That's kinda how 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 or a call I hope you know I ripped all o' your off the wall I you Slim, we could have been together, think about it You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I hope conscious 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 screaming in the
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you 'Cause if she suffocates, she'll more and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to this shit out?
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 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
Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter And here's an autograph for brother, I wrote it on your starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must have missed you think I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you And what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too? I say that 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 some And what's 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 your girlfriend each other Or maybe you just to treat her better I hope you get to this letter I just hope it reaches you in
Before you yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Why are you so mad? Try to that I do want you as a fan I don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the 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 think about it his name was, it was you,