Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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 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 cold I'm 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 your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em
There probably was a problem at the office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy 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 her Bonnie
I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some who didn't want him
I know you probably 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 Rawkus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my little man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
pretty shitty 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 bein' to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write 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 saying in songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else so shit helps when I'm depressed
I got a tattoo of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan ever lose
yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together too

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 your picture on my
It reminds me, it's 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 know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em
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 of vodka,
You me to drive?
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who a saved that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a 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 all of your 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 you can't sleep and you scream about it
I your 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 screamin' in the trunk
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, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call your daughter
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
think I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just 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 be doin' just fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so Try to understand, that 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 ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a
And had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!