My gone cold I'm wondering why I. got out of bed at all The morning rain up my window. and I see at all And even if I it'll all be gray, but picture on my wall It me, that it's 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 letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em There was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em but anyways; it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter? My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father If I a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with I got a room full of posters and your pictures man I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan is Stan
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a I ain't mad - I just it's FUCKED UP you don't 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 little brother man, only six years old We waited in the cold for you, four hours and you said, "No." That's pretty man - you're like his fuckin idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied to Remember when we met in Denver - you said if I'd you you write back - see I'm just like you in a way I never my father neither; he used to always on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're 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 got a tattoo of your name across the chest Sometimes I cut myself 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 respect you cause you it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for like us growin up You gotta call me man, be the biggest fan you'll ever lose yours, Stan -- P.S. We be together too
Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans, this'll be the package I ever send your ass It's six months and still no word - I don't deserve it? I know you got my two letters; I the addresses on 'em perfect So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm 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" about that guy who coulda saved that guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him? That's how this is, you coulda rescued me from drowning Now too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I was a lousy 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 hope you can't 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 BREATHE without me See Slim; Shut up bitch! I'm to talk! Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin in the trunk but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now Oh shit, I forgot, I supposed to send this shit out?
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Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that and here's an autograph for brother, I wrote it on the cap I'm I didn't see you at the show, I musta missed you think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists I say that shit just 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 you get down some And what's this shit about us 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 to treat her better 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 a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan why are you so Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan I just don't want you to do crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that me sick dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid and in the car they found a tape, but they say who it was to Come to think about, his was. it was you Stan!