My tea's cold I'm wondering why I. got out of bed at all The morning clouds up my window. and I see at all And if I could it'll all be gray, but your on my wall It reminds me, it's not so bad, not so bad.
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Dear Slim, I wrote but you still callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em There was a problem at the post office or somethin Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's daughter? My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father If I have a daughter, what I'ma call her? I'ma her Bonnie I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan I even got the underground that you did with Skam I got a room full of posters and your pictures man I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance I mad - I just think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your 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 blistering for you, hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - you're like his idol He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't bein lied to Remember when we met in - 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 to always cheat on my mom and beat her I can relate to what you're saying in songs so when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your name across the Sometimes I cut myself to see how much 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 cause I talk about you 24/7 But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does She don't know what it was like for people us growin up You gotta me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose 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 send your ass It's been six months and still no word - I deserve it? I know you got my two letters; I wrote the addresses on 'em 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 fifth of vodka, you dare me to You the song by Phil 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 it's too late - I'm on a 1000 now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a letter 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 you can't sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you SCREAM it I hope your conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE 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 like you if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this 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 here's an for your brother, I wrote it on the cap I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta you think 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 just dogg, c'mon - how up is you? You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling to help your ass bouncing off the walls when you get down some And what's this shit about us meant to be 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 need to her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin fine if you relax a little, I'm 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 made me 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 they found a tape, but they say who it was to Come to think about, his was. it was you Stan!