Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My gone cold 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 it'll all be gray
Put picture on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
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 office or somethin'
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a 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 underground shit that you did with
I got a full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain 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 Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your
You didn't have to, but you signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I'd write you you would write back
See I'm like you in a way
I knew my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can relate to what you're saying in songs
So when I have a day, I drift 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 across the
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 respect you cause you it
My girlfriend's 'cause I talk about 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 growin' up, you call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

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 could all be gray
Put picture on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans"
This will be the last package I ever send ass
It's been six months and still no word, I deserve it?
I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of
You me to drive?
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm
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 coulda 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 conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

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

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for brother
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of you
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
Why are you so Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do crazy shit
I seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that 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 found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!