Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's cold 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 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 all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I two letters back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a friend himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I even got the underground that you did with Skam
I got a room of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, yours, your biggest fan
This is

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's up you don't answer fans
If you wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you 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 though, I just don't bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would back,
See I'm just you in a way
I never my father neither,
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in your
So when I have a 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 your name across the
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
It's like adrenaline, the is such a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you you tell it
My girlfriend's 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you 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
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

My tea's gone cold I'm why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my
And I see at all
And if I could it'll all be gray,
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last package I send your ass
It's been six 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 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 the song by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that guy from drowning
But didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
kinda 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 lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of your off the wall
I love you Slim, we been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream 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, that's my screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't her throat, I just 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 send shit out?

Dear Stan, I to write you sooner but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And here's an for your brother,
I it on the Starter cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that shit just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is
You got some Stan, I think you need some 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 will make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend need each
Or maybe you just to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just hope it you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that be doin' just fine
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 don't you to do some crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!