Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My gone cold 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

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 it'll all be
Put your on my wall
It me, that it's 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 back in autumn, you must 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, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a name her
I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground that you did with Skam
I got a room of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

My tea's cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll 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 called or wrote, I 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 didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd you you would write back
See I'm just you in a way
I never my father neither
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're in your songs
So when I a shitty 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 the chest
Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden 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 don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together too

My tea's gone I'm wondering 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 me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans"
This will be the package I ever send 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 is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka
You dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I 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 conscience eats at you and you can't without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you
'Cause if she she'll suffer more, and then she'll 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 it'll all be
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I 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 it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I 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 wrists
I say shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling
To help your ass bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this about us meant to be together?
That type of will make me not want us to meet each other
I think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
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 girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but they say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!