Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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

Dear Slim, I you but still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend himself over 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 full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
is Stan

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

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
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 signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin'
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I'd write you you would write back
See I'm just you in a way
I never knew my father
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in 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 of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
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 jealous 'cause I talk you 24/7
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
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 rain up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray
Put your on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans"
This will be the last package I send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I 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 right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of
You me to drive?
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
kinda 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 letter or a
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just 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 this shit out?

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

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your
I it on the Starter 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 you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the when you get down some
And what's this shit us meant to be together?
That of shit will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other
Or you just need to treat her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be just fine
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 just don't you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge
And had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!