Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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

1st volume grows over raindrop background
2nd full volume with right after "thunder" noise

Dear Slim, I wrote but you ain't callin
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 addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
but fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I have a daughter, guess what call her?
I'ma name her
I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who 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 full of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance
I ain't mad - I think it's FUCKED UP you don't answer fans
If you didn't talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew
my little brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty man - you're like his fuckin idol
He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do
I that mad though, I just don't like bein lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you
you would back - see I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father
he used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're in your songs
so when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
cause I don't 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 adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for like us growin up
You gotta call me man, I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, -- P.S.
We should be too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll be the last I ever send your ass
It's been six and still no word - I don't deserve it?
I you got my last two letters;
I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a fifth of vodka, you dare me to
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
about that guy who coulda saved that other guy from
but didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you coulda me from drowning
Now it's too late - I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a letter or a call
I hope you know I ripped of your pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been 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 can't and you SCREAM about it
I hope conscience EATS AT YOU and you can't 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 suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to send this out?

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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 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 missed you
Don't think I did that shit just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your too?
I say that shit just dogg,
c'mon - how up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to each other
I think you and your girlfriend need each 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 just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do 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 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
to think about, his name was. it was you
Stan!