Stan

Eminem

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publisher: ©Peermusic Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Paul Herman, Dido Armstrong, Marshall Mathers
release date:
popularity : 646 users have visited this page.
genres: Electronic Hip Hop
styles: Pop Rap/Conscious

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My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
The morning rain clouds up my window
And even if I could it'll all be gray
It reminds me, that it's not so bad

Got out of bed at all
And I can't see at all
Put your picture on my wall
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't callin'
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
I'm a name her Bonnie
I had a friend kill himself over some ***** who didn't want him
I even got the underground **** that you did with Skam
I like the **** you did with Rawkus too, that **** was fat
Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan

Got out of bed at all
And I can't see at all
Put your picture on my wall
It's not so bad
Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your concert
That's my little brother man, he's only six years old
For four hours and you just said, "No."
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back
I never knew my father neither
I can relate to what you're saying in your songs
'Cause I don't really got **** else so that **** helps when I'm depressed
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one does
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose

Got out of bed at all
And I can't see at all
Put your picture on my wall
It's not so bad
Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans"
It's been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka
You know the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Oh ****, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this **** out?
My tea's gone cold I'm wondering why I
The morning rain clouds up my window
And even if I could it'll all be gray
It reminds me, that it's not so bad

You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
And here's an autograph for your brother
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
But what's this **** you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
And what's this **** about us meant to be together?
I really think you and your girlfriend need each other
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
I just don't want you to do some crazy ****
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And in the car they found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Damn!

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