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 can't see at all
And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that 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 clouds up my and I can't see at all
And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

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

I scribble 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 I'ma call her? I'ma name her Bonnie

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

I got a room of your posters 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 biggest fan, is Stan

My tea's 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

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this will be the last package i ever your ass. its been six month still 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 didn't want to talk to me your concert you didn't have to
But you have signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 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 that mad, but I just don't like bein' to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you
You would back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my neither
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her

I can to what you're sayin' 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 shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo with your name across the chest

I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you 'cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk 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 people like us up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the 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 even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans"
This'll be the last package I send your ass
It's been six and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the 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 vodka, ya me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil Collins "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have saved that other guy drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he him?
That's kinda how this is, you could have rescued me drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I all o' your pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we could have been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream it

And you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscious 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 just tied her up, see I ain't you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

My tea's cold, I'm wondering 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 on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

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

I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must have missed you
Don't I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's this shit you said 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 some counselin'
To help your ass bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be just fine
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad that 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 it say who it was to
Come to think about it his was, it was you, damn