Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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 could it'll all be
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, 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 picture 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 at the bottom
I two letters back in autumn, you must 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 your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a kill himself over 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 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, biggest fan
is 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 could it'll all be
Put picture on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more 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 knew my father neither
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
'Cause I don't got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your across the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you call me man
I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

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 even if I could it'll all be
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 ever your ass
It's been six and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my 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 drank a fifth of
You dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About guy who could a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he him?
kinda 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 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 ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it
And when you I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm 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 she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send shit out?

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

Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You your 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 wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I 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 wrists
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is
You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
To your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
type of shit will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other
Or you just 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 just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I 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 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 didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!