Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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 it'll all be gray
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, 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 clouds up my
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a friend kill himself some bitch 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 Skam
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I like the shit you did with 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 picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert
You have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
my little brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write
See I'm like 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 in your songs
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 tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

My tea's cold 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 it'll all be
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, 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 song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him?
kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I hope you know I all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream I 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, that's my screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

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 picture on my
It me, that 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 along is
Look, I'm really flattered you would 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 shit intentionally to diss you
But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
To your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will make me not want us to meet other
I really think you and girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be 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 some shit
I seen this one shit on the 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 a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!