Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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 if I could it'll all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, 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 clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em
There probably was a problem at the office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her
I read about your Uncle too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan
I even got the underground shit you did with Skam
I got a room of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I 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 outside your
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein' lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back,
See I'm just you in a way
I knew my father neither,
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what saying in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the pain is 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 like I you Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

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 picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last package I ever send ass
It's been six months and no word, I don't deserve it?
I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka,
You me to drive?
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
That's 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 or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you 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 slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you
'Cause if she 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 out?

Dear Stan, I meant to you sooner but I just been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along 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 sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of you
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But what's this you said about you like to cut your wrists 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 your ass from off the walls when you get down some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other
Or maybe you just to treat her better
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 a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple ago that made me sick
Some was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!