Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I it'll all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

My tea's cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray,
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I you but still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan
I even got the underground shit you did with Skam
I got a room full of posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I'd write you you would write back,
See I'm just you in a way
I never my father neither,
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

My gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last package I ever your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka,
You dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved other guy from drowning
But didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm
And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your off the wall
I love you Slim, we been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that
And here's an for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say that just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls you get down some
And what's this shit us meant to be together?
That of shit will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just to treat her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be just fine
If you relax a little, I'm I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!