Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain 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, it's not so bad
not so bad

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 your picture on my
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I got the underground shit that 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 you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
This is

My tea's 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 it'll all be
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin'
He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein' lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back
See I'm just you in a way
I never knew my father
He used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to what saying in your songs
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk you 24/7
But she don't know you I know you Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan, P.S. we should 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 if I could it'll all be gray
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

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

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

Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And an autograph 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 think I did shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of will make me not want us to meet each other
I really you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do 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 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!