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 your on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

My gone 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 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 Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters in autumn
You not have got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post or somethin'

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

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

I got a room full of your 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, just to chat
Truly yours, your fan, this is Stan

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain 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 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 it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you the chance
I ain't mad, I just think fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert you have to
But you could signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just 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, but I just don't bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I write to you
You would write back, see, I'm just you in a way
I knew my father neither
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her

I can to what you're sayin' 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 shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you it
My girlfriend's 'cause I talk about you 24/7

But she don't know you I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan 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 morning rain clouds up my window and I 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

Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last I ever send your ass
It's been six months and no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect

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

About that guy who could have that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could have 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 all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscious at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch, I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screaming in the trunk

But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send shit out?

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain 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

Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother, I it on your starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is

You got issues, Stan, I think 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 make me not want us to each other

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm that I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so Try to understand that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit

I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they a tape but it didn't say who it was to
Come to about it his name was, it was you, damn