Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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

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 it'll all be gray,
Put your picture on my
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 phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
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 her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
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 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, truly yours, your fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert
You have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering 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 like you in a way
I never my father neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying 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
I even cut myself to see how much 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 jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one
She don't know what it was like for people us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

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 your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans",
This will be the last package I send your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my 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 a fifth of vodka,
You me to drive?
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that guy from drowning
But didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's how this 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 was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda 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 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, that's my screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I to send this shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
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 autograph for brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say that shit just dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some
To help your ass from bouncing off the when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me
dude 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!