My tea's gone 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 picture on my It reminds me, that not so bad, not so bad.
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Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There probably was a at the post office or somethin I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, 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? name her Bonnie I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a room full of your and your pictures man I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan is Stan
Dear Slim, you still 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 to me outside your concert you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six old We waited in the blistering for you, four hours and you said, "No." That's shitty man - you're like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do I ain't that mad though, I 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 like you in a way I never my father neither; he used to always cheat on my mom and her I can relate to you're saying 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 shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your across the chest Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one She don't what it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever Sincerely yours, -- P.S. We should be too
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the last package I ever 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 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, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night" that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him? That's kinda how this is, you coulda rescued me from Now it's too late - I'm on a 1000 now, I'm drowsy and all I was a lousy letter or a call I hope you know I ripped of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it And when you dream I hope you can't and you SCREAM about it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't without me See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend 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 she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I to send this shit out?
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Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that and an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the cap I'm sorry I see you at the show, I musta missed you Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just dogg, c'mon - how up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you need some to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some And what's shit about us meant to be together? type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need each or maybe you just need to treat her I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin just if you relax a little, I'm I inspire you but Stan why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan I don't want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that me sick Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge 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 think about, his was. it was you Stan!