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 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 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 it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that 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 home phone at the
I sent two back in autumn
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, what's up man, how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma her? I'ma name her Bonnie

I read your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill over some bitch who didn't want him
I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the shit that you did with ScamZ

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

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 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 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 you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert you have to
But you could have signed an 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
That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do

I ain't that mad, but I just like bein' lied to
Remember 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 you're sayin' in songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across the

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

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

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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

Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't 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 hope you 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 that song by 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 he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you have rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy

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

And when you dream, I you can't sleep and you scream 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, my girlfriend screaming in the trunk

But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and 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 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 it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

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

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

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

Before you yourself, I think 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 understand that I do 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 and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was with his kid
And in the car they found a but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it his was, it was you, damn