Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My gone 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 all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn
You not have got 'em
It probably was a at the post office or somethin'

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

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

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

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

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

That's my little brother, man,he's only 6 old
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 and ya just said no
That's pretty shitty man, you're his fuckin' idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do

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

I can relate to you're sayin' in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo with your name across the chest

I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
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 girlfriend's 'cause I talk about you 24/7

But she don't 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 window and I 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 good to or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever your ass
It's 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 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, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's how this is, you could have rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it

And you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend 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 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?

My gone cold, I'm wondering 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 not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for brother, I wrote it on your starter cap

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

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

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to that I do want you as a fan
I don't want you to do some crazy shit

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