Luyện nghe bài hát Stan (clean Version)

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

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 even if I could all be gray
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, that not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, I you but still ain't callin'
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 scribble addresses too when I jot 'em
But anyways, fuck it, been up? Man how's your daughter?
My pregnant too, I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter, guess 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 didn't 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 full of your and your 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, biggest fan
is Stan

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 me, that it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, I you have a chance
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you answer fans
If you didn't wanna talk to me outside your
You didn't have to, but you coulda an autograph for Matthew
That's my brother man, he's only six years old
We in the blistering cold 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 more I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would back
See I'm like you in a way
I knew my father neither
He used to cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to what you're saying in songs
So when I have a shitty day, I away and put 'em on
'Cause I don't really got else so that shit helps when I'm depressed
I even got a of your 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 you say is real, and I respect you cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you
But she know you like 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 biggest fan 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 clouds up my window
And I see at all
And even if I could all be gray
Put your on my wall
It reminds me, it's not so bad
not so bad

Dear "I'm Too Good To Call Or Write My Fans"
This will be the last package I ever your ass
been 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 hope you it
I'm in the car now, I'm doing 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drank a 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 from
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a a show he found
kinda how this is, you could a rescued 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 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 dream it
And when you dream I hope you sleep and you scream about it
I your conscience 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 didn't slit her throat, I just her up, see I ain't like you
'Cause if she suffocates she'll suffer more, and she'll die too
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the now
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit

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 if I could it'll all be gray
Put picture on my wall
It me, that 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 now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really you would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph for your
I it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you at the show, I must of you
Don't I did that shit intentionally just to diss you
But what's this shit you said you like to cut your wrists too?
I say shit just clownin' dog, come on, how fucked up is you?
You got issues 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 shit make me not want us to meet each other
I really think you and your need each other
Or maybe you need to treat her better
I hope you get to read this letter, I just 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 inspire you but
Why are you so Try to understand, that I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do crazy shit
I seen this one shit on the news a couple 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 with 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!