Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone I'm wondering 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 picture on my
It reminds me, it's 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 even if I could all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post or somethin'
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I have a daughter, guess 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 bitch who didn't him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm 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 shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like bein' lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back,
See I'm just you in a way
I knew my father neither,
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what saying in your songs
So when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a of your name 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 respect you cause you it
My jealous '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 like for people us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

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

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans",
This will be the last I ever send your ass
It's six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em
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 guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you a rescued me from 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 together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream 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, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the
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 then die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I of missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to you
But what's shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the 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 other
I really think you and your girlfriend each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin' just fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!