Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

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

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

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

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

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

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 it'd all be gray, but your 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 deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the 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 answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me your concert you didn't have to
But you could have an autograph for Matthew

my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya said no
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin'
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do

I ain't that mad, but I don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you
You would write back, see, I'm like you in a way
I knew my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and her

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

Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
like 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 I talk about you 24/7

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

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 me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I deserve it?
I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect

So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have that other guy from drowning?
But Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could have rescued me drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm

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

And you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screaming 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 then 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 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 if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Stan, I to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that
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 about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

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

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

you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax 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 just don't you to do some crazy shit

I seen this one shit on the news a 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 it didn't say who it was to
Come to think it his name was, it was you, damn