Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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

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, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
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 too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a name her
I read about your Uncle too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan
I got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

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 if I could it'll all be gray
Put your picture on my
It me, that 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 it's 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 for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin'
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't mad though, I just 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 knew my father neither
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying 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 shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name 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 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 for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

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

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans"
This will be the last I ever send your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I 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 guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, 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 conscience eats at you and you breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like 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 to send this shit out?

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 could all be gray
Put picture 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 your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you call your daughter that
And here's an for your brother
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of 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 shit clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some
To help ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other
I think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to 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 glad I inspire you but
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy
I seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was 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 found a tape, but they say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!