Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My gone cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me that not so bad, it's not so bad

My tea's cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
The morning rain up my window and I can't see at all
And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but you ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my 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 scribble addresses too sloppy I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up man, how's your daughter?
My girlfriend's too, I'm out to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call I'ma name her Bonnie

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

I got a room full of your and your pictures, man
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that 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 rain clouds up my and I can't see at all
And even if I it'd all be gray, but your picture on my wall
It reminds me it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr i'm too good to call or write my fans, this 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 on them perfect
still ain't called or wrote, I hope you the chance
I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't to talk to me outside your concert you didn't have to
But you could have an autograph for Matthew

my little 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 shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be like you man, he likes you more than I do

I ain't that mad, but I just don't like lied to
when we met in Denver, you said 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 day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit else, so that shit helps when I'm
I even got a tattoo with your name the chest

Sometimes I even cut 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 'cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous I talk about you 24/7

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 me man, I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan. PS, we 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 your on my wall
It me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

Dear Mr. "I'm too good to call or my fans"
This'll be the last package I send your ass
been six months and still 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 sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, "I a fifth of vodka, ya dare me to drive?"
You that song by Phil Collins from "The Air In The Night"?

About that guy who could have that other guy from drowning?
But didn't? Then Phil saw it all then at his he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could have rescued me 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 hope you know I all o' your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we could have 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 your 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 girlfriend in the trunk

But I didn't her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates, she'll suffer 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?

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 me that 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 girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm flattered you would call your daughter that
And an autograph 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
Don't think I did that shit intentionally, just to you
And this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg, c'mon, how fucked up is

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

I really think you and your girlfriend need other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I you get to read this letter
I just hope it 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 inspire you, but
Why are you so mad? Try to understand that I do you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some shit

I seen this one shit on the news a couple ago that made me sick
dude 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 a tape but it didn't say who it was to
to think about it his name was, it was you, damn