Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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 picture on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

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

Dear Slim, I wrote you but still ain't
I my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must 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 pregnant too, I'm bout to be a
If I have a daughter, guess what I'm a call
I'm a her Bonnie
I read about your Uncle too I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't him
I know you probably this everyday, but I'm your biggest fan
I got the underground shit that you did with Skam
I got a room full of your posters and pictures man
I the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was fat
Anyways, I hope you get man, hit me back,
Just to chat, truly yours, your fan
This is

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 on my wall
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 mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside concert
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years 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 like you man, he likes you more than I do
I that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember 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 cheat 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
I don't really got shit else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your across the chest
Sometimes I cut myself to see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden for me
See everything you say is real, and I you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's 'cause I talk about you 24/7
But she don't know you I know you Slim, no one does
She don't know what it was like for like us growin' up, you gotta call me man
I'll be the fan you'll ever lose
Sincerely yours, Stan, P.S. we be together too

My gone cold I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my
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 package I send your ass
It's been six months and still no word, I don't it?
I know you got my last two letters, I wrote the on 'em perfect
So this is my cassette I'm sending you, I you hear it
I'm in the car right now, I'm doing 90 on the
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 that other guy 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 rescued me drowning
Now it's too late, I'm on a thousand now, I'm drowsy
And all I was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know I all of your pictures off the wall
I you Slim, we coulda been together, think about it
You ruined it now, I hope you can't sleep and you about it
And when you dream I hope you can't and you scream about it
I hope your conscience eats at you and you 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 slit her throat, I just tied her up, see I like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and then die too
Well, go, I'm almost 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 rain 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 Stan, I meant to write you but I just been busy
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you would your daughter that
And an autograph for your brother
I wrote it on the cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I of missed you
Don't think I did that shit intentionally just to you
But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too?
I say that shit clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got some issues Stan, I think you need counseling
To help your ass from bouncing off the walls you get down some
And what's this shit about us to be together?
That type of shit will make me not want us to meet other
I think you and your girlfriend need each other
Or you just need to treat her better
I hope you get to read letter, I just hope it reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself, I that you'll be doin' just fine
If you a little, I'm glad I inspire you but Stan
Why are you so mad? Try to understand, that I do you as a fan
I just don't want you to do some crazy
I this one shit on the news a couple weeks ago that made me sick
Some dude was drunk and drove his car over a
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!