Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my
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

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I two letters back 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, fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her
I read about your Uncle too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over 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 Skam
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance
I mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the cold for you,
For hours and you just 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 that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back,
See I'm like you in a way
I knew my father neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
I don't 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 it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell 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 what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan ever 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 if I could it'll all be gray,
Put your 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 package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em
So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka,
You dare me to
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy from
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
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 lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you 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 slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
And here's an for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists
I say that shit clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the 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 each other
I really think you and girlfriend need each other
Or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be just fine
If you relax a little, I'm I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick
Some dude was drunk and his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but they say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!