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 if I could it'll all be gray
Put your picture on my
It reminds me, 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 clouds up my
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 Slim, I wrote you but ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you not-a got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post or somethin'
I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, what's up? Man how's your daughter?
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 Uncle Ronnie too I'm
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him
I you probably hear this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and your man
I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I you get this man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, biggest fan
This is

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

Dear Slim, you still ain't or wrote, I hope you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna to me outside your concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda signed an autograph for
That's my little brother man, he's only six old
We waited in the blistering for you,
For hours and you just said, "No."
That's pretty shitty man, 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 just don't like bein' to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd you you would write back
See I'm just you in a way
I knew my father neither
He to always cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to you're saying in your songs
So I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name the chest
I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
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 '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 like for people like us growin' up, you gotta me man
I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
yours, Stan, P.S. we should be together too

My gone 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 reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Mister "I'm Too Good To Or Write My Fans"
This will be the package I ever 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 cassette I'm sending you, I hope you 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 song by Collins, "In the Air of the Night"
About that guy who could a saved that guy from drowning
But didn't, Phil 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 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 been together, think about it
You it now, I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it
And when you dream I you can't sleep and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe me
See Slim, up bitch! I'm tryin' 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 suffocates she'll more, and then she'll die too
Well, go, I'm almost at the bridge 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 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, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Stan, I meant to write you sooner but I just been
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 for your brother
I it on the Starter cap
I'm I didn't see you at the show, I must of missed you
Don't 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, on, how fucked up is you?
You got issues Stan, I think you need some counseling
To your ass from bouncing off the walls when you get down some
And what's this 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 girlfriend 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
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 shit
I this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
dude was drunk and drove his car over a bridge
And had his girlfriend in the trunk, and she was pregnant his kid
And in the car they found a tape, but didn't say who it was to
Come to about, his name was, it was you
Damn!