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

My gone 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 it's not so bad, it's 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 back in
You not have got 'em
It probably was a at the post office or somethin'

Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up man, your 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 your uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him
I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the shit that you did with 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 hope you get 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 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, will 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
ain't called or wrote, I hope you have the chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you didn't want to talk to me outside your concert you have to
But you could signed an autograph for Matthew

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

I ain't that mad, but I just don't bein' 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 used to always cheat on my mom and her

I can relate to what you're in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
'Cause I really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo with name across the chest

Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the 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 about you 24/7

But she know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
She don't know it was like for people like us growing up
You've gotta call me man, I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
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 picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to or write my fans"
This'll be the package I ever send your ass
It's six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my 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 right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I drank a fifth of vodka, ya me to drive?"
You that song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

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

And all I wanted was a letter or a call
I you know I ripped all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have been together, 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 scream it
I hope conscious 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 tied her up, see I like you
if she suffocates, she'll 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 shit out?

My gone 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 reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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

I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I have missed you
think 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 clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is you?

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

I really think you and your need each other
Or maybe you just need to 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 you'd relax a little, I'm glad that I you, but Stan
Why are you so Try to understand that 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 his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk and she was with his kid
And in the car found a tape but it didn't say who it was to
to think about it his name was, it was you, damn