Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

My tea's gone 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 could it'll all be
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 if I could it'll all be gray
Put picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
I left my cell, my pager, and my phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must got 'em
There was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
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 bitch who didn't want him
I know you probably hear this everyday, but I'm biggest fan
I even got the shit that 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,
Just to chat, 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 it'll all be
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you ain't 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 outside your
You have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We waited in the cold for you,
For four and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, you're like his fuckin'
He wants to be just like you man, he you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I 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 knew my neither
He used to always cheat on my mom and her
I can to what you're saying 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 shit when I'm depressed
I even got a of your name across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it
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 'cause I talk you 24/7
But she don't know you like I know you Slim, no one
She don't know what it was like for people like us up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the biggest fan you'll lose
yours, Stan, P.S. we should 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 it'll all be
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Call Or My Fans"
This will be the last package I ever send ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't it?
I know you got my last two letters, I the addresses on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm you, I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I a fifth of vodka
You me to drive?
You know the song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that other guy drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, at a a show he found him?
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 letter or a call
I hope you know I all of your pictures off the wall
I love you Slim, we coulda been together, think it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And you dream I hope you can't sleep and you scream 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 girlfriend screamin' in the
But I slit her throat, I just tied 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 at the bridge now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to 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 see at all
And even if I could it'll all be
Put picture 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 pregnant now, how far along is
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't think I did shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said about you like to cut your wrists
I say that shit just dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some Stan, I think you need some counseling
To help your ass from off the walls when you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of will make me not want us to meet each other
I think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or maybe you just to treat her better
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 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 some crazy
I seen this one shit on the news a couple ago that made me sick
Some dude was and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car found a tape, but they didn't say who it was to
to think about, his name was, it was you
Damn!