Luyện nghe bài hát Stan

My tea's gone 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 reminds me, that not so bad,
not so bad

My tea's gone 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 picture on my
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 at the bottom
I sent two letters in autumn, you must not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the office or somethin'
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's been up? Man how's your
My girlfriend's too, I'm bout to be a father
If I a daughter, guess what I'm a call her?
I'm a name her
I read about your Ronnie too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who want him
I know you probably hear everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room of your posters and your pictures man
I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
is Stan

Dear Slim, you ain't called or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer
If you wanna talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an for Matthew
That's my little man, he's only six years old
We waited in the blistering for you,
For four hours and you said, "No."
pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be just like you man, he likes you more 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 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 relate to what you're in your songs
So I have a shitty 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 name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a rush for me
See everything you say is real, and I respect you 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 don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up, you call me man,
I'll be the 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 clouds up my window
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 To Call Or Write My Fans",
This will be the last I ever send your ass
It's six months and still no word, I don't deserve it?
I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect
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 drank a of vodka,
You dare me to
You know the song by 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 him?
That's kinda how this is, you could a me from drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand downers now, I'm
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 coulda been together, about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't without me
See Slim, shut up bitch! I'm to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I ain't you
if she suffocates 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 out?

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far 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 sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of 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 that shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is
You got some issues Stan, I you need some counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down
And this shit about us meant to be together?
type of shit will make me not want 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 letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I think that you'll be doin' just
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire 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 seen one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and 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 they say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!