My tea's gone I'm wondering why I Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my And I see at all And even if I could it'll all be Put your picture on my 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 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, that not so bad not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still 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 problem at the post office or I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em But anyways, fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a If I have a daughter, what I'm a call her? I'm a name her I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who want him I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I got the underground shit that you did with Skam I got a full of your posters and your pictures man I like the you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan This is
My tea's 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 could it'll all be Put your picture on my It reminds me, that not so bad not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't 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 talk to me outside concert You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, he's six years old We waited in the cold for you, For hours and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man, 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 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 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 saying in your songs So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on 'Cause I really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed I even got a tattoo of your 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 you tell 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 growin' up, you gotta call me man I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too
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 could all be gray Put your on my wall It reminds me, it's not so bad not so bad
Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans" This will be the package I ever send 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 you, I hope you hear it I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of You me to drive? 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, then at a a show he him? That's kinda how this is, you could a me from drowning Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy And all I was a lousy letter or a call I hope you I ripped all of your pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we coulda together, think 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 conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you 'Cause if she suffocates she'll more, and then she'll die too Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?
My gone cold 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 it'll all be gray Put your picture on my It reminds me, it's not so bad not so bad
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that And here's an for your brother I wrote it on the cap I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you But what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too? I say that shit just dog, come on, how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some And what's this 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 girlfriend need each Or maybe you need to treat her better I hope you get to this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time Before you hurt yourself, I that 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 a couple weeks ago that made me sick dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid And in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to think about, his was, it was you Damn!