Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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

My gone cold 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 picture on my wall
It me, that 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 scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a name her
I read your Uncle Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I even got the underground shit that you did with
I got a room of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is

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

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a
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 little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the blistering for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin'
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more I do
I ain't mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write back
See I'm like you in a way
I never my father neither
He used to always on my mom and beat her
I can to what you're 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 shit when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
like 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 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she know you like I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was for people like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
be the biggest fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we should be too

My tea's gone cold I'm 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

Dear Mister "I'm Too 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 know you got my 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 right now, I'm 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 that other guy from drowning
But didn't, then saw it all, then at a a show he found him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a rescued me from
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 love you Slim, we been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I you can't sleep and you dream about it
And you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience 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 didn't 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 to send this shit out?

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 if I could it'll all be gray
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 daughter that
And here's an autograph for your
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did that shit 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 some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls you get down some
And this shit about us meant to be together?
That type of shit will make me not us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other
Or maybe you just need to treat her
I hope you get to this letter, I just 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 crazy shit
I this 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 girlfriend in the trunk, and she was 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!