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 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

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

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

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

I read about your uncle too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some 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 ScamZ

I got a room full of posters 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
Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is

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

Dear Mr i'm too 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 perfect
still ain't or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your you didn't have to
But you could signed an autograph for Matthew

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

I ain't that mad, but I just don't bein' lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You write back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her

I can to what you're sayin' in your songs
So when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo with your name across 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, you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7

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

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

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans"
be the last package I ever send your ass
It's six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em

So this is my I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a 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 this is, you could 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 o' pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could been 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 girlfriend in the trunk

But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like 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 this shit 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 if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

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

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

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad 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 shit

I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a
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
Come to about it his name was, it was you, damn