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

Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two back in autumn
You must not got 'em
It 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 pregnant too, I'm out to be a
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 want him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did ScamZ

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

My gone 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 if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that 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 send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i you got my last two letters i wrote the address on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you didn't to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have an autograph for Matthew

my little brother, man,he's only 6 years old
We waited in the blistering for you for 4 hours and ya just said no
That's 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, but I just like bein' lied to
Remember we met in Denver, you said if I write to you
You would write back, see, I'm like you in a way
I never knew my father
He used to always cheat on my mom and her

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

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

But she don't you like 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
yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too

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 that it's not so bad, not so bad

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

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

And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have 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 and you scream about it
I hope your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe me
See Slim, up bitch, I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim, that's my screaming in the trunk

But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't like you
if she suffocates, she'll suffer more and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the 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 rain 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 that not so bad, it's not so bad

Stan, I meant to write 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 call your daughter that
And here's an for your brother, I wrote it on your starter cap

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

You got some issues, Stan, I think you need counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other

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

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just
If you'd relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you, but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit

I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car found a tape but it didn't say who it was to
Come to think about it his was, it was you, damn