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

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

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

I read about uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit you did with ScamZ

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

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad, not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this be the last package 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 you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert you didn't to
But you could have signed an for Matthew

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

I ain't that mad, but I just don't like lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I to you
You would write back, see, I'm just 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 in your songs
So when I have a day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a with your name across the chest

Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you

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

My tea's 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 picture on my
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

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

So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I hope you 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 by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

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

And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could 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 sleep and you about it
I your conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without 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 just her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll 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 send shit out?

My tea's 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 even if I could 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 pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm flattered 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 I did that shit intentionally, just to diss you
And what's shit you said about 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 you need some counselin'
To help ass from bouncin' off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us 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 maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter
I hope it reaches you in time

Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be just fine
If relax a little, I'm glad that I inspire 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 a couple weeks ago that 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 they found a tape but it say who it was to
Come to think about it his name was, it was you,