i am curled so tight holding still still breathing through the knife i caught a color from the sun too cold - i had to send it back and all the while
when I woke I heard bells, girl she gently spoke and said ?Choice my man?s to breath or choke So go die, or learn
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
Roll the windows up when you get in the car And I'ma light one up Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar And a Philly blunt Every time I breathe it's
there to drown in their innocence But as for me I'm coming to the final chapter I read all of the pages and there is still no answer Only all that was
sweet summertime Cast shadows of doubt on my face A midday sun, it's causing hues Refracting within the still lake I'm the green man The green man Autumn
I'm motionless, love stands still apart from all the rest And you're the only one who hears my voice Apologies were spoken underneath the harvest trees
the autumn of this winter i've forgotten how to breathe made my mind up three times or more simple life of make-believe my head was in the clouds feet
mouth Blowing down the back roads headin' south Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth You're an idiot babe It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe
u help me I'm lost I'm trying to figure out where I know you from Was it in a dream or reality anyway Its beautiful as this autumn day My breathe is
and spring she teases Brings summer winds and summer breezes Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us And when autumn leaves oh how winter freezes And the child is still breathing
streets fill my mind Autumn has come to numb me blind The end it reaches out for me My soul still calling to be free I want the energy to breathe,
Autumn rhythm sweet submission And the cheekbones you bequeathed Is it over is it ever 'Till they sell the air they breathed. The stars are dead although
bad. (Eminem as Stan) 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
, the trouble boys Well, I thought to myself it's time to make my move I breathed my last sigh and I started to groove with my baby Who was still dancin
so bad.. [Eminem as 'Stan'] 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
to breathe. I dona??t make a sound, Splinters hit the ground, Silence screams so loud As see leaves. As the torch light shines Through the heavy skies Autumn
Like an earthquake find your peace of mind No Christmas trees or the change of autumn leaves Will ever lose his breath in you And when has someone passed away too fast But still
