Stan feat. Dido

by Sammie

My tea's gone cold, I'm wonderin why I got out of bed at all.
the morning rain drops on my window and I can't see at all. And
even if I could it'd all be grey. 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 wonderin why I got out of bed at all.
the morning rain drops on my window and I can't see at all. And
even if I could it'd all be grey. but your picture on my wall.
It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad...
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn You must not have got them
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
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'm-a 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 Scam.
I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man.
I like the shit you did with Ruckus too, that shit was phat.
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 drops on my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, 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 the chance.
I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans.
If you didn't want to talk to me outside the concert
you didn't have to, but you could have signed an autograph
for Matthew.
That's my little brother, man. He's only 6 years old.
We waited in the blistering cold for you for 4 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 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 sayin' 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 with 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 24/7.
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 growing up.
You've 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 drops on my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad
Dear Mr. 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 90 on the freeway.
hey slim i drank a 5th a vodka dare me to drive?
you know that song by phil collins in
the air in the night about that guy who could've saved that other guy
from drowning but didn't and phil saw it all and at his show he found
him thats kinda how this is you could've rescued me from drowning
but its too late i'm on a thousand gallons now i'm drowsy and all i
wanted was a lousy letter or a call i hope you know i ripped all your
pictures off the wall I loved you Slim, we could have 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 conscious eats at you and you can't breathe without me.
See Slim, {screaming 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,
then she'll die too.
Well, gotta go, I'm almost at the bridge now.
Oh shit, I forgot, how am I supposed to send this shit out?
My tears so cold, I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
the morning rain drops on my window and I can't see at all
And even if I could it'd all be grey, 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've just been busy.
You said your girlfriend's pregnant now, how far along is she?
Look, I'm really flattered you'd 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 must have 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 clownin' dog,
c'mon, how fucked up are you?
You got some issues, Stan, I think you need some counselin'
To help your ass from bouncin' 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'd be doin'
just fine
If you'd relax a little. I'm glad that 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 it didn't say who
it was to
Come to think about it...his name was...it was you.
Damn.
REFRÃO [Dido] 2x
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque saí da cama afinal
A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela e não consigo ver nada
E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza, mas sua foto na minha parede
Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim
Eminem
Querido Slim, te escrevi, mas você ainda não me respondeu
Deixei o meu celular, meu beep, e meu telefone de casa embaixo da carta
Mandei duas cartas no outono, você não deve ter recebido
Talvez foi um problema nos correios ou algo assim
Muitas vezes escrevo os endereços muito relaxadoMas de qualquer maneira, foda-se, como está tua filha?
Minha namorada também está grávida, vou ser pai
Se tiver uma filha, adivinhe como vou chamá-la?
Ela vai se chamar Bonnie
Eu li sobre seu tio Ronnie também , sinto muito
Tive um amigo que se matou, porque uma puta não o queria
Sei que você deve ouvir isso todo dia, mas sou seu maior fã
Eu até tenho aquela merda que você fez com Scam
Tenho um quarto cheio de seus posters e fotos manoGosto do que você fez com o Rawkus também, aquilo ficou muito louco
De qualquer maneira, espero que receba isso mano, me responda, só pra conversar
Sinceramente seu, seu maior fã, eu sou Stan
REFRÃO [Dido]
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque
Eu saí da cama afinal
A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela e não consigo ver nada
E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza, mas sua foto na minha parede
Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim
Verso 2 [Eminem]
Querido Slim, você ainda não ligou ou escreveu,
Espero que tenha a chance
Não estou bravo, só acho uma sacanagem você não responder aos fãs
Se você não queria falar comigo lá no seu show, você não precisava
Mas você podia ter assinado um autógrafoPara o Matthew
Esse é meu irmão caçula. Ele tem apenas 6 anos
Esperamos você naquele frio maldito por 4 horas
e você simplesmente disse NÃO
Isso é muita mancada mano, você é a porra do ídolo dele
Ele quer ser como você cara, ele gosta mais de você
do que eu
Não estou tão bravo, mas não gosto que mintam para mim
Lembra de quando nos conhecemos em Denver, você disse que se eu te escrevesse
Você me responderia. Olha, sou como você de uma certo modo
Nunca conheci meu pai
Ele costumava trair e bater na minha mãe
Posso me identificar com o que você diz nas suas músicas
Então quando tenho um dia ruim, eu relaxo e ponho elas pra tocar
Pois não tenho mais merda nenhuma, e essa merda me ajuda
quando estou em depressão
Até tenho uma tatto com seu nome no peito
Algumas vezes até me corto para ver o quanto sangraÉ como adrenalina. A dor é como uma adrenalina para mim
Tudo que você diz é verdade e te respeito,
pois é você quem diz
Minha namorada tem ciúme pois falo de você toda hora
Mas ela não te conhece como eu te conheço Slim, ninguém conhece
Ela não sabe como foi para pessoas como nós crescerVocê tem que me responder. Serei o maior fã
que poderá perder
Sinceramente seu, Stan
PS: Devíamos ficar juntos também
REFRÃO [Dido]
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque eu saí da cama afinal
A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela e não consigo ver nada
E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza, mas sua foto na minha parede
Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim
Verso 3 [Eminem]
Querido Senhor Sou-muito-bom-para-ligar-ou-escrever-para-os-meus-fãs
Esse será meu último pacote que eu mando pra você
Se passaram 6 meses e nenhuma palavra.
Eu não mereço?
Sei que você recebeu minhas últimas duas cartas.
Escrevi o endereço perfeitamente
Então essa é meu cassete que estou te mandando. Espero que você ouça
Estou no carro agora. Estou a 90mph na rodovia
Hey Slim, Bebi uns copos de vodka, você duvida eu dirigir ?
Você conhece aquela música do Phil Collins do In The Air In The Night?
Sobre aquele cara que podia ter salvo aquele outro cara de se afogar?
Mas não fez isso? Aí Phil viu tudo, aí num show ele o achou
O meu caso é parecido. Você poderia ter me salvo pra eu não me afogar
Agora é muito tarde. Estou muito longe agora, estou sonolento
Tudo que queria era apenas uma carta ou uma ligação
Espero que saiba que rasguei todas sua fotos da parede
Eu te amo Slim, podíamos ter ficado juntos. Pense nisso
Você arruinou tudo agora. Espero que você não consiga dormir, e sonhe com isso
E quando sonhar, espero que não consiga dormir, e grite
Espero que sua consciência te possua e você não consiga respirarsem mim
Tá vendo Slim [gritos], CALA BOCA PUTA! ESTOU TENTANDO FALAR!
Hey Slim, essa é minha namorada gritando no porta malas
Mas eu não cortei sua garganta
Só a amarrei, não sou como você
Pois se ela se sufocar, vai sofrer mais
E então morrerá também
Bom, tenho que ir, estou quase na ponte
Oh merda, eu esqueci, como vou mandar isso pra você?
{*pneus fazendo barulho*} {*batendo*} {*carro caindo água*}
Refrão [Dido]
Meu chá já se esfriou, me pergunto porque eu saí da cama afinal
A chuva da manhã está sobre minha janela e não consigo ver nada
E mesmo que pudesse tudo estaria cinza, mas sua foto na minha parede
Isso me lembra que não é tão ruim, não é tão ruim
Verso 4
Querido Stan, queria ter te escrito antes, mas estive ocupado
Você disse que sua namorada está grávida agora, de quanto tempo?
Olha, estou muito orgulhoso por você querer chamar sua filha assim
E aqui está o autógrafo para seu irmão,
Eu escrevi no boné da Starter
Sinto muito não ter te visto no show, não devo ter te visto
Não pense que fiz isso por querer, para te chatearE as merdas que você disse
Que você gosta de cortar seus pulsos também?
Eu falo essas merdas só zoando mano,
Como você pode fazer isso?
Você tem alguns problemas Stan, acho que você precisa de ajuda
Para te ajudar
Quando você estiver mal
E sobre nós ficarmos juntos?
Isso me faz desistir de nos encontrarmosAcho que você e sua namorada se precisam
Ou talvez você precise tratá-la melhor
Espero que consiga ler essa carta
Espero que essa carta chegue a tempo
Antes que você se machuque,
Acho que você estará bem
Se você relaxar um pouco, fico feliz por te inspirar, mas Stan,
Por quê você está tão bravo? Tente entender,
Que te quero como fã
Não quero que você faça loucuras
Vi algo no noticiário, alguns dias atrás
Que me deixou mal
Um cara estava bêbado e jogou o carro de uma ponte
E tava com sua namorada no porta malas,
E ela estava grávida dele
E no carro eles encontraram uma fita mas não disseram
Pra quem era
Pensando bem... o nome dele era... era você
Droga!

Stan (feat Dido)

by U2

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'd all be gray,
but your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad,
it's not so bad..
1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background
2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after thunder noise
[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
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 him
There probably was a problem at the post office or something
Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot him
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 Ruckus too, that shit was phat
Anyways, I hope you get this man, hit me back,
just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
{Chorus: Dido
[Eminem as 'Stan']
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 fucking 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 being 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 24/7
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 -- P.S.
We should be together too
{Chorus: Dido
[Eminem as 'Stan']
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 90 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 drowning
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 1000 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 EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; {*screaming*
Shut up bitch! I'm trying to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin 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 am I supposed to send this shit out?
{Chorus: Dido
[Eminem]
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 dog,
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 doin 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!

Stan (Feat. Dido)

by Lady GaGa

[Chorus: Dido]
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...
[1st Chorus: volume gradually grows over raindrop background]
[2nd Chorus: full volume with beat right after thunder noise]
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...
[Eminem as 'Stan']
Dear Slim, I wrote but you still ain't callin
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 somethin
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'm a call her?
I'm a 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
[Chorus: Dido]
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...
[Eminem as 'Stan']
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 24/7
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 - P.S.
We should be together too
[Chorus: Dido]
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...
[Eminem as 'Stan']
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 90 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 drowning
But didn't, then Phil saw it all, then at a 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 1000 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 EATS AT YOU and you can't BREATHE without me
See Slim; [*screaming*] Shut up bitch! I'm tryin to talk!
Hey Slim, that's my girlfriend screamin 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?
[car tires squeal] [CRASH]
... [brief silence]... [LOUD splash]
[Chorus: Dido]
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...
[Eminem]
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 clownin 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 doin 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!