Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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

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

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

Dear Slim, you still called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He to be just like you man, he likes 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 like you in a way
I knew my father neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what saying 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 that helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one
She don't know what it was like for 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 I'm wondering 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 picture on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad,
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans",
will be the last package 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 hope you it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
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, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
That's how this is, you could a rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I hope you know I ripped all of your pictures off the
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, about it
You ruined it now, I hope you sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream it
I hope your conscience at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
But I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates suffer 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 this shit out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I been busy
You said your girlfriend's now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
And here's an for your brother,
I wrote it on the cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut wrists too?
I say that shit just dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us meant to be
That type of shit 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 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 want you to do some crazy shit
I seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his in the trunk, and she was pregnant with his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!