Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my 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 Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn
You not have got 'em
It probably was a problem at the office or somethin'

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

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 your fan
I even got the underground shit you did with ScamZ

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 this man, hit me back, just to
Truly yours, your biggest fan, 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 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 Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this 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
still ain't or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you didn't want to to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have an autograph for Matthew

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

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

I can relate to what 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 that helps when I'm depressed
I even got a with 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 respect you 'cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk you 24/7

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

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

Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last 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 wrote the 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 a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who have saved that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found
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 was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the
I you Slim, we could have been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it

And you dream, 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, shut up bitch, I'm to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the

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 almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send shit out?

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 all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

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

I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must have missed you
Don't I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said 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 from bouncin' off the walls when you get down
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each

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

Before you hurt yourself, I that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to that I do want you as a fan
I just don't you to do some crazy shit

I seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
And had his in the trunk and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape but it say who it was to
to think about it his name was, it was you, damn