Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my and I can't see at all
And even if I could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's 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 can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Slim, I you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn
You not have got 'em
It probably was a problem at the post or somethin'

I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her? name her Bonnie

I read about uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some 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 ScamZ

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

My tea's cold, I'm wondering 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 could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall
It me that it's 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 i ever send your ass. its been six month still no word i dont deserve it, i know 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 fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have signed an autograph for

That's my little brother, man,he's 6 years old
We in the blistering cold for you for 4 hours and ya just said no
That's pretty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just you man, he likes you more than I do

I ain't that mad, but I just don't bein' lied to
when 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 on my mom and beat her

I can relate to what you're sayin' in 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 I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your name across the

Sometimes I 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 'cause I talk about you 24/7

But she don't know you like I you, Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
yours, Stan. PS, we should be together too

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window and I see at all
And even if I could it'd all be gray, but your on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans"
be the last package I ever send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't it?
I you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em perfect

So this is my I'm sending you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?"
You know that song by Phil from "The Air In The Night"?

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

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 been together, think it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it

And you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm to talk
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screaming in the

But I didn't slit her throat, I just 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 am I supposed to send this shit

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 it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner, but I've just been
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for brother, I wrote it on your starter cap

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

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

I really think you and your girlfriend each other
Or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter
I just hope it reaches you in

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' fine
If you'd relax 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 some shit

I this one shit on the news a couple weeks 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 with his kid
And in the car they found a tape but it say who it was to
Come to think about it his was, it was you, damn