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

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

Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn
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 your
My girlfriend's 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 about your uncle too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him
I know you probably hear 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 you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back, just 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 rain 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 reminds me that it's not so bad, 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 on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you the chance
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 your concert you have to
But you could have signed an for Matthew

my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We waited in the blistering for you for 4 hours and ya just said no
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin'
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 if I write 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 you're sayin' in your
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so shit 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 like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See, you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I about you 24/7

But she don't you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people us growing 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 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 Mr. "I'm too good to call or 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 addresses on 'em

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 drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?"
You know song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have saved that other guy from
But Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could have 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 I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could been together, think about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream it
I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk

But I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and then die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge 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 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 that not so bad, it's not so bad

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

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

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

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

you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If relax 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 want you to do some crazy shit

I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick
Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the and she was pregnant 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 name was, it was you,