Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My tea's gone 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 could all be gray
Put your 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 morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you 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 Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

My gone cold 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 your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
I ain't mad, I just 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 signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, 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 like bein' lied to
when 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 neither
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I 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 jealous 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 growin' up, you call me man
I'll be the fan you'll 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 morning rain clouds up my
And I see at all
And even if I it'll all be gray
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans"
This will be the last package I send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't it?
I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear 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 that other guy from drowning
But didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I 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 conscience eats 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 didn't slit her throat, I just her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she she'll suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm 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 even if I could it'll all be
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And here's an for your brother
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of you
Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said 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 your ass from bouncing off the when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of shit will me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you just need to her better
I hope you get to this letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just
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 want you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago made me sick
Some dude was 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 a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!