Stan (Recorded at Spotify Studios NYC)
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My tea's gone cold

I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

The morning rain cloud touched my window

And I can't see at all

And even if I could it would all be gray

I put 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've 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 f**k 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'ma name her Bonnie

I read about your Uncle

Ronnie too I'm sorry

I had a friend kill himself over

Some b***h who didn't want him

I know you probably hear this

Every day but I'm your biggest fan

I even got the underground

S**t that you did with Skam

I got a room full of your

Posters and your pictures man

I like the s**t you did

With Rawkus too that s**t was phat

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 cloud touched my window

And I can't see at all

And even if I could it would all be gray

I put 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 hope you have a chance

I ain't mad I just think it's

F**ked up you don't answer fans

If you don't wanna to 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 blisterin' cold

For you for four hours

And you just said no

That's pretty shitty man

You're like his f**kin' 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 being 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 sayin'

In your songs

So when I have a shitty day

I drift away and put 'em on

'Cause I don't really got s**t else

So that s**t 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 247

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

PS we should be together too

My tea's gone cold

I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

The morning rain cloud touched my window

And I can't see at all

And even if I could it would all be gray

I put your picture on my wall

It reminds me that it's not so bad

It's not so bad

And the story isn't over, but I have to tell the truth

I know I couldn't do it justice, only one who could is you

Because I idolized you Marshall, and nobody understands

Maybe I'm a little crazy, maybe I am just like Stan, d

My tea's gone cold

I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

The morning rain cloud touched my window

And I can't see at all

And even if I could it would all be gray

I put 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've 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 f**k 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'ma name her Bonnie

I read about your Uncle

Ronnie too I'm sorry

I had a friend kill himself over

Some b***h who didn't want him

I know you probably hear this

Every day but I'm your biggest fan

I even got the underground

S**t that you did with Skam

I got a room full of your

Posters and your pictures man

I like the s**t you did

With Rawkus too that s**t was phat

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 cloud touched my window

And I can't see at all

And even if I could it would all be gray

I put 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 hope you have a chance

I ain't mad I just think it's

F**ked up you don't answer fans

If you don't wanna to 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 blisterin' cold

For you for four hours

And you just said no

That's pretty shitty man

You're like his f**kin' 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 being 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 sayin'

In your songs

So when I have a shitty day

I drift away and put 'em on

'Cause I don't really got s**t else

So that s**t 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 247

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

PS we should be together too

My tea's gone cold

I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all

The morning rain cloud touched my window

And I can't see at all

And even if I could it would all be gray

I put your picture on my wall

It reminds me that it's not so bad

It's not so bad

And the story isn't over, but I have to tell the truth

I know I couldn't do it justice, only one who could is you

Because I idolized you Marshall, and nobody understands

Maybe I'm a little crazy, maybe I am just like Stan, d

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