Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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 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 rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your 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 left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn
You must not got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post or somethin'

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

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

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

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but 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 write my fans, this will be the last package i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know you got my last two i wrote the address on them perfect
ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside concert you didn't have to
But you have signed 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 pretty shitty man, like his fuckin' idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do

I ain't that mad, but I just don't bein' lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You write back, see, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her

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

Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I about you 24/7

But she don't know you I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know it was like for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too

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 it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll 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 two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect

So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, "I drank a of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You know song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his show he him?
That's kinda how is, you could have rescued me from 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 and you dream about it

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

My gone 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 picture on my
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Stan, I meant 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 your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your brother, I wrote it on your cap

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

You got issues, Stan, I think you need 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?
type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be just fine
If relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire 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 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 girlfriend in the and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it his was, it was you, damn