Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

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

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the
I sent two back in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My pregnant 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 read about your Uncle too I'm sorry
I had a kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
I know you hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did Skam
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that 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 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, he's only six old
We in the blistering cold for you,
For hours and you 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 though, I 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 just you in a way
I never my father neither,
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're saying in your songs
So when I have a shitty day, I drift and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got shit so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is a sudden rush for me
See you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I 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 growin' up, you gotta call me man,
I'll be the biggest fan 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 rain up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray,
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last package I send your ass
been six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I you got my last 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 now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a of vodka,
You me to drive?
You the song 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 show he found
That's kinda how this is, you could a me from drowning
Now too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm drowsy
And all I wanted was a lousy letter or a
I hope you know I ripped all of your 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 sleep and you about it
I hope your eats at you and you can't breathe without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my screamin' in the trunk
But I slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then die too
Well, gotta go, I'm at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
You said girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would call daughter that
And an autograph for your brother,
I it on the Starter 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 this shit you said about you like 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 down
And what's shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will me not want us to meet each other
I really you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire 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 a couple weeks 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 they didn't say who it was to
Come to think about, his was, it was you
Damn!