Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning 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

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
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 sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, what I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your fan
This is

Dear Slim, you ain't 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 wanna talk to me your concert
You didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't bein' 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 cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name across the
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you
But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll 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 morning rain clouds up my
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 Mister "I'm Too To Call Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't it?
I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka,
You me to drive?
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
that guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
That's how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it
And when you I hope you can't sleep 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 screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And an autograph for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too?
I say that just 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 about us meant to be together?
That type of will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each
Or maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope 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 Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but they say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!