Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Slim, I you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in
You must not got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post or somethin'

I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma her Bonnie

I read your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a kill himself 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 your and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did Ruckus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat
yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert you didn't to
But you could have signed an for Matthew

my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just no
That's pretty shitty man, like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do

I ain't that mad, but I just don't like lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you
You would write back, see, I'm like you in a way
I never knew my neither
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her

I can relate to you're sayin' in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name the chest

Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7

But she don't know you like I you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us up
You've gotta me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too to call or write my fans"
This'll be the package I ever send your ass
It's six months 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 sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil Collins "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he him?
That's kinda how this is, you could have rescued me from
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we could have been together, think it
You ruined it now, I you can't sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I hope you sleep and you scream about it
I hope conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to
Hey Slim, that's my screaming in the trunk

But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, 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 send this out?

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
And here's an for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I have missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally, just to diss you
And this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I you need some counselin'
To help your ass bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of make me not want us to meet each other

I think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to this letter
I just hope it you in time

you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I you, but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand I do want you as a fan
I just want you to do some crazy shit

I seen this one on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they a tape but it didn't say who it was to
to think about it his name was, it was you, damn