Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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 could all be gray
Put your picture on my
It me, that 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 up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could it'll all be
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

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

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

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you a chance
I ain't mad, I just think fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't talk to me outside your concert
You didn't to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're his fuckin' idol
He to be just like you man, he likes you more than I do
I ain't mad though, I just don't 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 you're saying in your
So when I a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you cause you it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk you 24/7
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't what it was like for people 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 cold I'm 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 picture on my wall
It me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans"
This be the last 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 cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka
You dare me to
You know the by Phil Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved other guy from drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy or a call
I hope you know I ripped all of pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we been together, think 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 and you scream about 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 screamin' in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she she'll suffer 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 morning clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could it'll all be
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

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