My tea's gone cold I'm why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my And I see at all And even if I could all be gray, Put picture on my wall It reminds me, it's not so bad, not so bad
My tea's gone I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window And I see at all And even if I could all be gray, Put picture on my wall It me, that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em probably was a problem at the post office or somethin' Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her? I'm a name her I about your 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 that you did Skam I got a full of your posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, Just to chat, truly yours, your fan This is
Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert You didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's only six old We waited in the cold for you, For hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man, you're his fuckin' idol He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' 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 knew my neither, He used to cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what saying in your songs So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta me man, be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too
My gone cold I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my And I see at all And if I could it'll all be gray, Put your picture on my It me, that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans", This will be the last package I ever your ass It's been six and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses 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 doing 90 on the Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka, You dare me to You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night" About guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning But didn't, then Phil saw it all, at a a show he found him? That's kinda how this is, you could a me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm And all I wanted was a letter or a call I you know I ripped all 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 and you dream about it And you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it I your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk! Hey Slim, that's my screamin' in the trunk But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she? Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that And an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on the cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of you Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some And this shit about us meant to be together? type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your need each other 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 you'll be doin' just fine If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Why are you so Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a 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 to think about, his name was, it was you Damn!