Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My gone 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 it'll all be gray
Put picture on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

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 it'll all be gray
Put your picture on my
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or
Sometimes I scribble too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess I'm a call her?
I'm a name her
I read about your Uncle too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill over some bitch who didn't want him
I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
This is

My tea's gone I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain 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 still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
I mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't bein' lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back
See I'm just you in a way
I never knew my father
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in songs
So when I have a 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 of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
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 jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. 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 see at all
And even if I it'll all be gray
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans"
This will be the last package I ever your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka
You dare me to
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy from
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you about it
I hope your conscience at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin' in the
But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like 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 this shit out?

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

Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to you
But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too?
I say shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help 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 girlfriend need other
Or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time
Before you yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I just don't you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the a couple weeks ago that made me sick
dude was drunk 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 a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!