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 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

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 it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

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

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

I got a room full of your posters and pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get 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 could all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's 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 think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't want to talk to me outside concert you didn't have to
But you could signed an autograph for Matthew

That's my little brother, man,he's 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 you man, he likes you more than I do

I ain't mad, but I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you if I write to you
You would write back, see, I'm like you in a way
I never my father neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and her

I can relate to what you're sayin' in songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with your across the chest

Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
See, everything you say is real, and I 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 growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we should be too

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 if I could it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Mr. "I'm too good to call or write my fans"
This'll be the last I ever 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 wrote the on 'em perfect

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

that guy who could have saved that other guy from drowning?
But Then Phil saw it all then at his show he found him?
That's kinda how is, you could have rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy

And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all o' pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have been together, think it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it

And when you dream, I hope you can't and you scream about it
I hope your eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch, I'm trying to
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 almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit

My tea's gone cold, I'm 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 it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

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

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

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

you hurt yourself, I think that you'd be doin' just fine
If relax a little, I'm glad that 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 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