Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I two letters back in autumn
You not have got 'em
It was a problem at the post office or somethin'

I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, how's your
My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma her Bonnie

I read about your uncle Ronnie too, I'm
I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did ScamZ

I got a full of your posters and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your fan, this is Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you didn't to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you have signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 and ya just 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, but I just don't like lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I knew my father neither
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her

I can to what you're sayin' in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across the

Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you it
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7

But she know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever send ass
It's 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

So 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
Hey Slim, "I a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have saved that other guy drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could have rescued me drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' your off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have been together, about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm to talk
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screaming in the trunk

But I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but just been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter
And an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I have missed you
Don't think I did shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how up is you?

You got issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' off the when you get down some
And what's this about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet other

I really think you and your need each other
Or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter
I just hope it you in time

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just
If you'd relax a little, I'm that 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 made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think it his name was, it was you, damn