Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone 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 could all be gray,
Put your picture on my
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 could all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
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 home phone at the
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up? Man how's your 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 name her
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I even got the underground that you did with Skam
I got a full 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, your fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
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
That's my little brother man, only six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
For four hours and you 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 that mad though, I just don't like lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back,
See I'm like you in a way
I knew my father neither,
He used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to what you're in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I about 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 people like us growin' up, you gotta me man,
I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

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

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans",
will be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six 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 right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka,
You dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy from
But didn't, Phil 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 I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think 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 conscience 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 tied her up, see I 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 this shit

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
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 I didn't 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 said you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some
To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of shit will make me not want us to each other
I really you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
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, that I do you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit
I seen this one shit on the a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a
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 about, his name was, it was you
Damn!