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

My tea's gone 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 it'll all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, 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 in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did 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 hope you get man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you 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 little brother man, he's six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would 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 relate to you're saying in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden 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 know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

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 it'll all be gray,
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that 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
It's been six months and still no word, I don't it?
I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses 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 a fifth of vodka,
You dare me to
You know the song by 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, at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it
And when you I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the
But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates 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 shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And an autograph for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that shit just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in
Before you hurt yourself, I think you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me
dude 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 found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!