My tea's cold I'm wondering why I. got out of bed at all The rain clouds up my window. and I see at all And if I could it'll all be gray, but your on my wall It reminds me, it's not so bad, not so bad.
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Dear Slim, I wrote but you still callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a problem at the post or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em but fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what call her? I'ma her Bonnie I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself 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 Skam I got a room full of your posters and pictures man I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan This is
Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad - I just it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for That's my brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the cold for you, hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - like his fuckin idol He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just like bein lied to when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you you would back - see I'm just like you in a way I never knew my father he used to always cheat on my mom and her I can relate to what you're saying in songs so when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name 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 cause you 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 know what it was like for people like us up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan ever lose Sincerely yours, -- P.S. We be together too
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last I ever send your ass It's been six months and still no word - I don't it? I know you got my two letters; I wrote the on 'em perfect So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me drowning Now it's too - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a letter or a call I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it You ruined it now, I 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 your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE me See Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin in the but I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and she'll die too Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send shit out?
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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that and an autograph for your brother, I it on the Starter cap I'm I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say shit just clownin dogg, c'mon - how fucked up is You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling to help your ass bouncing off the walls when you get down some And this shit about us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet other I really think you and your girlfriend need other or maybe you just to treat her better I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be just fine if you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan I just don't want you to do crazy shit I seen this one shit on the a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a and had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to about, his name was. it was you Stan!