Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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 on my wall
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 clouds up my window
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 still ain't
I my cell, my pager, and my home 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 addresses 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 to be a father
If I have a daughter, what I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I even got the underground that you did with Skam
I got a room full of posters and your 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, truly yours, your fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're his fuckin' idol
He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't 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 never my father neither,
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in 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 got a tattoo of your name across the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's '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 like us up, you gotta call me man,
be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
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 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, 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 your 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 cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka,
You me to drive?
You the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then 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 downers now, I'm
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 been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you sleep 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 girlfriend in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and 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?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
And here's an autograph for brother,
I wrote it on the 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 said 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 you need some counseling
To help your ass bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of shit will make me not us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read this letter, I just it reaches 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, I do want you as a fan
I don't want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me
Some was drunk and drove 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 didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!