Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It reminds me that not so bad, it's 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 can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

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

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

I got a room full of posters and your pictures, man
I like the you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back, just to chat
Truly yours, your fan, this is Stan

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

Dear Mr i'm too 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 deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I you have the chance
I ain't mad, I think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you want to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's only 6 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 like you man, he likes you than I do

I that mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you
You write back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're sayin' in your
So when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo your 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 jealous 'cause 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 growing up
You've call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we should be too

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 picture on my
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 and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em

So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil 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 rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have been together, think 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 about it
I hope your conscious eats at you and you breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch, I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the

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

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 even if I could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been
You said your girlfriend's 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 wrote it on starter cap

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

You got some issues, Stan, I think you some counselin'
To your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet other

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just
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 crazy

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