Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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

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

Dear Slim, I you but still ain't 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
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill over some bitch who didn't 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 Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think fucked up you don't answer fans
If you wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
pretty 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 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 always 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 don't really got shit else so that shit when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
I even 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 you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk you 24/7
But she don't know you I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll 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 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, 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 been six months and 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 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka,
You me to drive?
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that guy from drowning
But didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your off the wall
I love you Slim, we been together, think about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream 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 screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to this shit out?

Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just 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 it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling
To help your ass bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and girlfriend need each other
Or you just need to treat her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' 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 this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me
Some dude was and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!