Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My gone cold 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 it'll all be
Put your on my wall
It 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 morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray
Put your on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a name her
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want 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 too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

My tea's gone cold I'm 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 picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I ain't mad, I just think fucked up you don't answer fans
If you wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back
See I'm like 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 when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I about you 24/7
But she don't know you I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you call me man
be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we 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 even if I could it'll all be
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans"
This be the last package 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 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 could a saved that guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I hope you I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream 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 screamin' in the trunk
But I slit 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 supposed to send this shit

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The rain 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 Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that
And here's an autograph for your
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists
I say that just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling
To help your ass bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just
If you relax a little, I'm I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I just don't you to do some crazy shit
I this 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 didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!