Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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 it'll all be
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too 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 name her
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him
I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

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

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

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 if I could it'll all be gray
Put picture on my wall
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 send your ass
It's been six and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of
You me to drive?
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him?
kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I hope you know I all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you
if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit

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 could it'll all be
Put picture on my wall
It me, that 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 your that
And here's an autograph for brother
I wrote it on the 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 this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, 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 when you get some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin' just fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!