Tytuł: Stan
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My Tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey
But your picture on my wall it reminds me
That it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager
And my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn
You must not have got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloopy
When I jot 'em but anyways, fuck it, what's been up man
How's your daughter ? My girlfriend's pregnant too
I'm out to be a father, if I have a daughter
Guess what I'm-a call her ? I'm-a name her Bonnie
I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself
Over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday
But I'm your biggest fan I even got
The underground shit that you did with ScamZ
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too
That shit was fat, anyways, I hope
You get this man, hit me back
Just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan
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Dear Slim, you still ain't called
Or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up
You don't answer fans, if you didn't want
To talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you could have signed
An autograph for Matthew, that's my little brother, man
He's only 6 years old, we waited in the blistering cold for you
For 4 hours and ya just said no
That's pretty shitly man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man
He likes you more than I do
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you
'Cause you tell it, my girlfriend's jealous
'Cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like
For people like us growing up, you've gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you ever lose
Sincerely your, Stan, PS: We should be together too
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Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word
I don't deserve it ? I know you got my last two letters
I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you
I hope you hear it, I'm in the car right now
I'm doing 90 on the freeway
I love you Slim, we could have been together
Think about it, you ruined it now
I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep
And you scream about it
I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't
Breathe without me, see Slim, shut up bitch
I'm trying to talk, hey Slim, that's my girlfriend
Screaming in the trunk, but I didn't slit
Her throat, I just tied her up
See I ain't like you, 'cause if she suffocates
She'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed
To send this shit out ?
Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner
But I've just been busy
You said your girlfriend's
Pregnant now, how far along she is ?
Look, I'm really flattered you would
Call your daughter that and here's an autograph
For your brother: I wrote it on your Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show
I must have missed you, don't think I did that shit
Intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you
Like to cut your wrists too ?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon
How fucked up is you ? You got some issues, Stan
I think you need some counselin' to help your ass from
Bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be together ?
That type of shit'll make me not to want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter
I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little
I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan why are you so mad ?
Try to understand that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a coule weeks ago
That made me sick, some dude was drunk
And drove his car over a bridge and had his girlfriend
In the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape
But it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it... his name was... it was you - DAMN!
