-Stan
Song by
Eminem
(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'll all be gray)
(but your picture)
(on my wall)
(It reminds me)
(that it's not so bad)
(it's not so bad)
(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'll all be gray)
(but your picture)
(on my wall)
(It reminds me)
(that it's not so bad)
(it's not so bad)
Dear Slim
I wrote 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 a got 'em
There probably
was a problem
at the post office
or somethin
Sometimes I scribble
addresses too sloppy
when I jot 'em
but anyways
fuck it what's been up
Man how's your daughter
My girlfriend's
pregnant too
I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter
guess what
I'ma 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 Skam
I got a room full of
your posters
and your pictures man
I like the shit you did
with Rawkus 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
(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'll all be gray)
(but your picture)
(on my wall)
(It reminds me)
(that it's not so bad)
(it's not so bad)
Dear Slim
you still ain't called
or wrote I hope
you have a chance
I ain't mad
I just think
it's FUCKED UP
you don't answer fans
If you didn't
wanna talk to me
outside your concert
you didn't have to
but you coulda
signed an autograph
for Matthew
That's my
little brother man
he's only six years old
We waited in the
blistering cold for you
four hours and
you just said No
That's pretty
shitty man
you're like
his fuckin idol
He wants to be
just like you man
he likes you
more than I do
I ain't that mad though
I just don't like
bein lied to
Remember when we met
in Denver
you said
if I'd write you
you would write back
see I'm just like you
in a way
I never knew
my father neither
he used to always cheat
on my mom and beat her
I can relate to
what you're saying
in your songs
so when I have a
shitty day
I drift away
and put 'em on
cause 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 chest
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
growin up
You gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan
you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours
Stan P.S.
We should be
together too
(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'll all be gray)
(but your picture)
(on my wall)
(It reminds me)
(that it's not so bad)
(it's not so bad)
Dear Mister
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
Hey Slim
I drank
a fifth of vodka
you dare me to drive
You know the song by
Phil Collins
In the Air of the Night
about that guy
who coulda saved
that other guy
from drowning
but didn't
then Phil saw it all
then at a show
he found him
That's kinda
how this is
you coulda rescued me
from drowning
Now it's too late
I'm on a
1000 downers now
I'm drowsy
and all I wanted
was a lousy letter
or a call
I hope you know
I ripped ALL
of your pictures
off the wall
I love you Slim
we coulda 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 conscience
EATS AT YOU
and you can't BREATHE
without me
See Slim
Shut up bitch
I'm tryin to talk
Hey Slim
that's my girlfriend
screamin 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'm I supposed to
send this shit out@
