Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, what I'm a call her?
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a friend kill himself over bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your fan
I even got the shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your man
I like the you did with Rawkus 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 have a
I ain't mad, I think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me your concert
You didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man, only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his idol
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just like 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 knew my father neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else so that shit helps I'm depressed
I even got a of your name across the chest
I even 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 know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for people like us up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever
yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together too

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

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last I ever send your ass
It's been six months and no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the addresses on 'em
So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka,
You me to drive?
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy from
But didn't, Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me 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 you know I ripped all of your pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda 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 and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I tied her up, see I ain't 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 to send this shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
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 the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I of missed you
Don't think I did that intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you to cut your wrists too?
I say shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need some
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your girlfriend each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin' just fine
If you relax a little, I'm glad I inspire you but
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!