Stan akkorde

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My tea's gone cold
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I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
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The morning rain cloud touched my window
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And I can't see at all
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And even if I could it would all be gray
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I put your picture on my wall
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It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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Dear Slim, I wrote you, but you still ain't callin'
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I left my cell, my pager and my home phone at the bottom
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I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em
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There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
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Sometimes I scribble addresses too sloppy when I jot 'em
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But anyways, fuck it, what's been up, man? How's your daughter?
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My girlfriend's pregnant too, I'm 'bout to be a father
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If I have a daughter, guess what I'ma call her?
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I'ma name her Bonnie
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I read about your Uncle Ronnie too, I'm sorry
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I had a friend kill himself over some bitch who didn't want him
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I know you probably hear this every day, but I'm your biggest fan
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I even got the underground shit that you did with Skam
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I got a room full of your posters and your pictures, man
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I like the shit you did with Rawkus too, that shit was phat
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Anyways, I hope you get this, man, hit me back
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Just to chat, truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan

Em            C
My tea's gone cold
              D         G      D           Em
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
            C                     D
The morning rain cloud touched my window
    G       D       Em
And I can't see at all
         C                   D
And even if I could it would all be gray
           G       D     Em
I put your picture on my wall
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It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

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Dear Slim, you still ain't called or wrote, hope you have a chance
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I ain't mad, I just think it's fucked up you don't answer fans
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If you don't wanna to talk to me outside your concert
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You didn't have to
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But you coulda signed an autograph for Matthew
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That's my little brother, man, he's only six years old
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We waited in the blisterin' cold
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For you, for four hours, and you just said, "No"
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That's pretty shitty, man, you're like his fuckin' idol
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He wants to be just like you, man, he likes you more than I do
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I ain't that mad, though I just don't like being lied to
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Remember when we met in Denver?
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You said if I'd write you, you would write back
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See, I'm just like you in a way: I never knew my father neither
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He used to always cheat on my mom and beat her
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I can relate to what you're sayin' in your songs
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So when I have a shitty day, I drift away and put 'em on
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‘Cause I don't really got shit else
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So that shit helps when I'm depressed
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I even got a tattoo of your name across the chest
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Sometimes I even cut myself to see how much it bleeds
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It's like adrenaline, the pain is such a sudden rush for me
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See, everything you say is real, and I respect you ‘cause you tell it
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My girlfriend's jealous 'cause I talk about you 24/7
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But she don't know you like I know you, Slim, no one does
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She don't know what it was like for people like us growin' up
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You gotta call me, man
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I'll be the biggest fan you'll ever lose, sincerely yours, Stan
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P.S.: We should be together too

Em            C
My tea's gone cold
              D         G      D         Em
I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all
            C                     D
The morning rain cloud touched my window
    G       D      Em
And I can't see at all
          C                   D
And even if I could it would all be gray
           G       D     Em
I put your picture on my wall
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It reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad

         Em                     C
And the story isn't over, but I have to tell the truth
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I know I couldn't do it justice, only one who could is you
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Because I idolized you Marshall, and nobody understands
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Maybe I'm a little crazy, maybe I am just like Stan, damn