Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The rain clouds up my window
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray,
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

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 if I could it'll all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, it, what's been up? Man how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a name her
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want 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 Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me your 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 blistering for you,
For four and you just 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 ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would back,
See I'm like you in a way
I never knew my neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're 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 helps I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you like I you Slim, no one does
She know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together too

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 even if I could all be gray,
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too To Call Or Write My Fans",
This be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and no word, I don't deserve it?
I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect
So is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka,
You me to drive?
You the song 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?
That's kinda how this is, you a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
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 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 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 in the trunk
But I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to this shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
And an autograph for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But what's shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you some counseling
To help ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
That of shit will make me not want us to meet each other
I really you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I you get to read this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire 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 some shit
I seen this one on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
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
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!