Luyện nghe bài hát Stan [Explicit]

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 it'll all be gray,
but picture on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad,
not so bad.

1st volume gradually grows raindrop background
2nd full volume with right after "thunder" noise

Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone 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 addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
but anyways; fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
name her Bonnie
I about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend himself 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 of your 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, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

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 wanna talk to me outside your concert
you didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man - like his fuckin idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied to
Remember when we met in Denver - you if I'd write you
you would write back - see I'm just you in a way
I never knew my father
he used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
so when I have a shitty day, I 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 your name across the
I even cut myself to see how much 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 girlfriend's jealous cause I talk about you
But she don't you like I know 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 fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan -- P.S.
We should be too

Mister-I'm-Too-Good-To-Call-Or-Write-My-Fans,
this'll 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 two letters;
I wrote the on 'em perfect
So this is my 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 fifth of vodka, you dare me to
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
that guy who coulda 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 is, you coulda rescued me from drowning
Now too late - I'm on a 1000 downers now, I'm drowsy
and all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I you know I ripped +ALL+ of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream 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; up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, my girlfriend screamin in the trunk
but I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
cause if she suffocates suffer more, and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how'm I supposed to this shit out?

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Dear Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you call your daughter that
and an autograph for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I musta you
Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just dogg,
- how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
to help your ass from bouncing off the walls you get down some
And what's this shit us meant to be together?
type of shit'll make me not want us to meet each other
I think 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 reaches you in time
before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin just fine
if you relax a little, I'm glad I you but Stan
why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do 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 and drove his car over a bridge
and had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant 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
Stan!