Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all
And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in
You must not got 'em
It probably was a problem at the office or somethin'

Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, it, what's been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? I'ma name her

I read about your Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with

I got a room full of your and your pictures, man
I the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to
Truly yours, your fan, this is Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning clouds up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you want to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have an autograph for Matthew

That's my brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We waited in the cold for you for 4 hours and ya 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 ain't mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you
You would write back, see, I'm like you in a way
I never knew my father
He used to always cheat on my mom and her

I can relate to what you're in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo your name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush 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 it was like for people like us growing up
gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we be together too

My tea's gone cold, I'm why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all
And if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to or write my fans"
This'll be the last package I ever send ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't it?
I know you got my two letters, I wrote the addresses 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 doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?"
You know that by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have saved that guy from drowning?
But Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could 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 o' your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we could have been together, about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it

And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream it
I hope conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch, I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk

But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and then die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to 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 can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Stan, I to write you sooner, but I've just been busy
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter
And here's an for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap

I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must have missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

You got some issues, Stan, I think you need counselin'
To help your ass bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other

I really think you and your girlfriend need each
Or you just need to treat her better
I you get to read this letter
I hope it reaches you in time

Before you hurt yourself, I that you'd be doin' just fine
If you'd a little, I'm glad that I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so Try to understand that I do want you as a fan
I don't want you to do some crazy shit

I this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was 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 it say who it was to
Come to think it his name was, it was you, damn