Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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 if I could it'll all be gray,
Put picture 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 rain clouds 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 Slim, I you but still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post or somethin'
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's 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 name her
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who want him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
I got a room full of your posters and your man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance
I ain't mad, I think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you 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 though, I just don't like lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd you you would write back,
See I'm just you in a way
I never my father neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one
She don't know what it was like for people like us up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

My tea's gone 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 on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last package I ever send ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't 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 me to drive?
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy from
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your 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 you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll more, and then 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?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your that
And here's an autograph for brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to you
But what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some
To help ass from bouncing 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 think you and your need each other
Or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just it reaches you in time
Before you 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 don't want you to do some crazy shit
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 pregnant his kid
And in the car they a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!