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 even if I it'll all be gray, but your on my wall It me, that it's not so bad, not so bad.
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Dear Slim, I wrote but you ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em There was a problem at the post 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 girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father If I a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your posters and pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, your fan is Stan
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance I ain't mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew That's my brother man, he's only six years old We waited in the blistering for you, hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein lied to Remember we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you you would write back - see I'm just you in a way I never my father neither; he used to always on my mom and beat her I can relate to you're saying in your songs so when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on cause I don't really got else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a of your name across the chest Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden 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 you like I know you Slim, no one does She know what it was like for people like us growin up You call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll 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 - I don't deserve it? I you got my last two letters; I the addresses on 'em perfect So this is my 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 fifth of vodka, you dare me to You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night" about that guy who coulda that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him? That's kinda how is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy or a call I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of your off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you sleep and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin in the trunk 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 then die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I to send this shit out?
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Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for 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 what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too? I say that just clownin dogg, c'mon - how up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down And what's this shit us meant to be together? That type of shit'll make me not us to meet each other I think you and your girlfriend need each other or maybe you just to treat her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin just fine if you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do some crazy I seen this one shit on the 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 tape, but they say who it was to to think about, his name was. it was you Stan!