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 could all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

My gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a her Bonnie
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who want him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
I got a room full of 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 ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes 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 write back,
See I'm like you in a way
I never my father neither,
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your across the chest
Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I 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 cold I'm 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 picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too To Call Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last package I ever 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 on 'em perfect
So is my cassette 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,
You dare me to
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy 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 drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
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 your eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend 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, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to this shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
And an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I of missed you
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is
You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of shit will make me not want us to meet each
I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in
you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, 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 his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was 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!