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 could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still callin' I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom I sent two letters back in You not have got 'em It probably was a at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm out to be a If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her
I read about 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 underground shit you did with ScamZ
I got a room of your posters and your pictures, man I the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan, is Stan
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 even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad
Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this 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 letters i wrote the address on them perfect still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't fans If you didn't to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to But you have signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother, man,he's only 6 years old We waited in the blistering for you for 4 hours and ya 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, but I just don't like lied to Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you You would write back, see, I'm like you in a way I never my father neither He used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're in your songs So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo with your name the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how 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 'cause I about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one She don't know what it was like for like us growing up You've gotta call me man, be the biggest fan you'll ever lose yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too
My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all The morning clouds 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 me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans" This'll be the last package I ever send ass It's been six and still no word, I don't deserve it? I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em
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 a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?" You know that song by Collins from "The Air In The Night"?
that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning? But Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him? That's kinda how is, you could have rescued me from drowning Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a letter or a call I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the I love you Slim, we could have together, think 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 sleep and you about it I hope conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, up bitch, I'm trying to talk Hey Slim, my girlfriend screaming in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you 'Cause if she suffocates, suffer more and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit
My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all The morning rain 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
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've been busy You said your pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter And here's an for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must have missed you Don't think I did that shit intentionally, to diss you And what's shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too? I say shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some To help ass from bouncin' 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 us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other Or maybe you just need to her better I hope you get to this letter I just it reaches you in time
you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine If you'd relax a little, I'm glad I inspire 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 crazy shit
I seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge And had his girlfriend in the and she was pregnant with his kid And in the car they a tape but it didn't say who it was to Come to about it his name was, it was you, damn