Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my
And I see at all
And even if I could it'll all be
Put your on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could it'll all be
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post or somethin'
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of posters and your pictures man
I like the you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
is Stan

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window
And I see at all
And even if I it'll all be gray
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert
You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
pretty 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 though, I just don't like bein' to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I'd write you you would write back
See I'm just you in a way
I never my father neither
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
'Cause I really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
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 about you
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you call me man
I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too To Call Or Write My Fans"
This will be the last package I ever your 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 hope you it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of
You dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it
And when you I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I 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 to send this shit out?

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter
And here's an autograph for brother
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you just to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in
Before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin' just fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do 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 was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!