Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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 if I could 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 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 Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my 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'

I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, 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 about uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want him
I you probably 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 posters and pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, to chat
yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan

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

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this 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
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the
I ain't mad, I think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside concert you didn't have to
But you have signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old
We waited in the cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no
That's pretty man, you're 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 bein' to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you
You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my neither
He used to 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 shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo your name across the chest

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

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

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

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever send ass
It's six months and still no word, I don't deserve 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 now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You that song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

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

And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' your off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
I your 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 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 almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?

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

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

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

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be just fine
If relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan
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 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 found a tape but it say who it was to
Come to think about it his name was, it was you,