Lời bài hát Stan
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds
Up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could
It'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me
That it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds
Up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could
It'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that
It's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim I wrote
But you still ain't calling
I left my cell my pager
And my home phone
At the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn
You must not a got 'em
There probably was a problem
At the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses
Too sloppy when I jot 'em
But anyways fuck it
What's been up man
How's your daughter
My girlfriend's pregnant too
I'm bout to be a father
If I have a daughter
Guess what I'ma call her
I'ma name her Bonnie
I read about
Your Uncle Ronnie too
I'm sorry
I had a friend kill himself
Over some bitch
Who didn't want him
I know you probably
Hear this everyday
But I'm your biggest fan
I even got the underground shit
That you did with Skam
I got a room
Full of your posters
And your pictures man
I like the shit you did
With Rawkus too
That shit was fat
Anyways I hope you
Get this man hit me back
Just to chat
Truly yours your biggest fan
This is Stan
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds
Up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could
It'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that
It's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Slim
You still 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 fans
If you didn't wanna
Talk to me outside your concert
You didn't have to
But you coulda signed
An autograph for Matthew
That's my little brother man
He's only six years old
We waited in
The blistering cold for you
Four hours and you just said no
That's pretty shitty man
You're like his fuckin' idol
He wants to be
Just like you man
He likes you more than I do
I ain't that mad though
I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver
You said if I'd write you
You would write back see
I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used to always
Cheat on my mom and beat her
I can relate to
What you're saying in your songs
So when I have a shitty day
I drift away and put 'em on
Cause I don't really got shit else
So that shit helps
When I'm depressed
I even got a tattoo of your name
Across the chest
Sometimes I even cut myself
To see how much it bleeds
It's like adrenaline
The pain is such
A sudden rush for me
See everything you say is real
And I respect you
Cause you tell it
My girlfriend's jealous
Cause I talk about you
Twentyfour seven
But she don't 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 call me man
I'll be the biggest fan
You'll ever lose
Sincerely yours Stan ps
We should be together too
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds
Up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could
It'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that
It's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Mister I'm too good
To call or write my fans
This'll be the last package
I ever send your ass
It's been six months
And still no word
I don't deserve it
I know you got
My last two letters
I wrote the addresses
On 'em perfect
So this is my cassette
I'm sending you
I hope you hear it
I'm in the car right now
I'm doing ninety on the freeway
Hey Slim
I drank a fifth of vodka
You dare me to drive
You know the song
By Phil Collins
In the Air of the Night
About that guy
Who coulda saved
That other guy from drowing
But didn't then Phil
Saw it all then at a show
He found him
That's kinda how this is
You coulda rescued me
From drowning
Now it's too late
I'm on a thousands
Downers now I'm drowsy
And all I wanted
Was a lousy letter or a call
I hope you know
I ripped all of your pictures
Off the wall
I love you Slim
We coulda been together
Think about it
You ruined it now
I hope you can't sleep
And you dream about it
And when you dream
I hope you can't sleep
And you scream about it
I hope your conscience
Eat at you
And you can't breathe
Without me
See Slim shut up bitch
I'm trying to talk
Hey Slim that's my girlfriend
Screaming in the trunk
But I didn't slit her throat
I just tied her up
See I ain't like you
Cause if she suffocates
She'll suffer more
And then she'll die too
Well gotta go
I'm almost at the bridge now
Oh shit I forgot
How'm I supposed
To send this shit out
My tea's gone cold
I'm wondering why I
Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds
Up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could
It'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that
It's not so bad
It's not so bad
Dear Stan
I meant to write you sooner
But I just been busy
You said
Your girlfriend's pregnant now
How far along is she
Look I'm really flattered
You would call your daughter that
And here's an autograph
For your brother
I wrote it on the Starter cap
I'm sorry I didn't see you
At the show
I musta missed you don't think
I did that shit intentionally
Just to diss you
But what's this shit
You said about you like
To cut your wrists too
I say that shit
Just clowning dogg
C'mon how fucked up is you
You got some issues Stan
I think you need
Some counseling
To help your ass
From bouncing off the walls
When you get down some
And what's this shit about us
Meant to be together
That type of shit'll make me not
Want us to meet each other
I really think
You and your girlfriend
Need each other
Or maybe you just need
To treat her better
I hope you
Get to read this letter
I just hope it
Reaches you in time
Before you hurt yourself
I think that
You'll be doing just fine
If you relax a little
I'm glad I inspire you
But Stan
Why are you so mad
Try to understand
That I do want you as a fan
I just don't want you to do
Some crazy shit
I seen this one shit
On the news
A couple weeks ago
That made me sick
Some dude was drunk
And drove his car
Over a bridge
And had his girlfriend
In the trunk
And she was pregnant
With his kid
And in the car
They found a tape
But they didn't say
Who it was to
Come to think about
His name was it was you
Damn
