Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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 your on my wall
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 morning rain 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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
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 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 himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit you did with Skam
I got a room full of your 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, yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you 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 cheat on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
So when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo of your name across the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My jealous 'cause I talk 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 up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be 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 even if I it'll all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans",
This will be the package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka,
You dare me to
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm
And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my screamin' in the trunk
But I slit 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, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And here's an for your 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 like to cut your too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some
And what's this about us meant to be together?
type of shit will make me not want us to meet 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 hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be just fine
If you relax a little, I'm I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy
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 in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!