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 if I could it'll all be gray, but picture on my wall It reminds me, that not so bad, not so bad.
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Dear Slim, I wrote but you ain't callin I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em There probably was a problem at the post or somethin Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em but anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man how's daughter? My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call name her Bonnie I read about your Uncle too I'm sorry I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan I even got the underground shit that you did with I got a room full of your 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, to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan This is
Dear Slim, you still called 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 wanna talk to me outside your concert you have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew That's my little brother man, only six years old We in the blistering cold for you, four and you just said, "No." That's pretty shitty man - you're like his fuckin He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do I ain't that mad though, I just don't bein lied to when we met in Denver - you said if I'd write you you write back - see I'm just 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 saying in your so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps 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 like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it My girlfriend's jealous cause I talk you 24/7 But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does She don't know it was like for people like us growin up You gotta call me man, be the biggest fan you'll ever lose Sincerely yours, -- P.S. We be together 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 - I don't deserve it? I know you got my 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 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka, you dare me to drive? You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night" that guy who coulda saved that other guy from drowning but didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him? That's kinda how this is, you rescued me from drowning Now too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy and all I wanted was a lousy or a call I hope you know I ripped +ALL+ of pictures off the wall I love you Slim, we been together, think about it You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you about it I hope your conscience AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me See Slim; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk! Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk but I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then die too Well, go, I'm almost 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 you sooner but I just been busy You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she? Look, I'm really flattered you would call your 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 musta 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 just clownin dogg, - how fucked up is you? You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling to help your ass from off the walls when you get down some And this shit about us meant to be together? That of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other I really think you and your girlfriend need other or maybe you just need to her better I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time you hurt yourself, I think that 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 want you to do some crazy shit I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid and in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to Come to about, his name was. it was you Stan!