Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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 it'll all be gray,
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that 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 if I could it'll all be gray,
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em
There 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 your
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some 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 hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew
my little brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' 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 never my father neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit when I'm depressed
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 such a rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one
She don't know what it was like for people like us up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together 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 picture 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 will be the last package I send your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka,
You dare me to
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I hope you know I all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you scream about it
I hope 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 screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?

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