Сейчас я в Урале на экспедиции, интернет есть только раз в несколько дней по несколько минут. Я, не задумываясь, побежала смотреть ещё один музыкальный шедевр, эти прекрасные минуты я хочу провести тут
Слим Шейди заставляет нас смеяться, Эминем заставляет задуматься, Маршалл заставляет плакать, это смесь Эминема и Маршалла, в некоторых его песнях мы будем грустить, потому что речь идет о смешном человеке, я уже 2 раза расплакался от его песен. Спасибо за эту песню, и тебе, как ты страстно ее исполнил. ❤
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 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
Song Lyrics 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 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 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 'em It 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 out 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 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 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'd 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 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've 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 to 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 P.S. 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'd 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 90 on the freeway Hey Slim, I drink a fifth of vodka Ya dare me to drive? You know this song by Phil Collins 'From the air in the night' About that guy who could have saved That other guy from drowning? But didn't, then Phil saw it all Then at his show he found him That's kinda how this is You could have rescued me from drowning Now it's too late I'm on a thousand downers, 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, "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 am 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'd 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've 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 your 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 And what's this shit you said about You like to cut your wrist too? I say that shit just clownin' dawg C'mon, how fucked up is 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'll be doin' just fine If you'd 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 it didn't say who it was to? Come to think about it His name was, it was you! Damn!
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 you 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've got 'em. There probably was a problem with the post office or something. Sometimes I scribble adresses too sloppy when I jot 'em. But anyway, fuck it, what's been up, man, how's your daughter? But 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 every day, but I'm your biggest fan. I even got an underground shit that you did with Skam. I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man. I like the shit that you did with Rockets too, that shit was phat. Anyway, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat. Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan.
you read! 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 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 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 'em It 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 out 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 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 fat Anyways I hope you get this, man Hit me back just to chat Truly yours, your biggest fan This is Stan
Tnx best present for New Yyar 4 all who loves u tnx as i hate my sister is playing being a teacher of music in a kindergarden she sings even worse😂😂😂😂pooor kids i just cant stand it thats why i love your rap❤❤❤❤❤
Stan Lyrics [Intro: 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’d all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad [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’d all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad [Verse 1: Eminem] 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’ve 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’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 every day, 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 phat 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’d all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad [Verse 2: Eminem] 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 want to 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 blisterin’ cold For you, for 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 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 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’d all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad [Verse 3: Eminem] 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 sendin’ you, I hope you hear it I’m in the car right now, I’m doin’ 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 drownin’ 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 drownin’ Now it’s too late, I’m on a thousand 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 loved 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-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 am I supposed to send this shit out?! [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’d all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad [Verse 4: 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 a Starter cap I’m sorry I didn’t see you at the show, I must’ve 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’, dawg, come on, how fucked up is 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’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 it, his name was-it was you Damn…
A few years ago, I used to listen to a piano playlist to help me fall asleep, and I would always hear this one, and it's still stuck in my head 😂
which playlist did you listen to?
@@hihi-bh6bu An album: Piano covers of famous songs by Corey Smith
Сейчас я в Урале на экспедиции, интернет есть только раз в несколько дней по несколько минут. Я, не задумываясь, побежала смотреть ещё один музыкальный шедевр, эти прекрасные минуты я хочу провести тут
Слава Россие
Слим Шейди заставляет нас смеяться, Эминем заставляет задуматься, Маршалл заставляет плакать, это смесь Эминема и Маршалла, в некоторых его песнях мы будем грустить, потому что речь идет о смешном человеке, я уже 2 раза расплакался от его песен. Спасибо за эту песню, и тебе, как ты страстно ее исполнил. ❤
Благодарю за прекрасное исполнение и приятные воспоминания.
1:11 and 1:36 real James Bond vibes. Really nice job, thank you!
James Bond?
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
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
dear slim, i wrote to you but still aint 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 was probably a problem with the post office or somethong
Sometimes I scribble addresses to sloppy when I jot em
But anyways; fuck it, what's been up? Man, how's your daughter?
Amazing
Это... Потрясающе...
Кайф в мои уши 🔥🔥🔥👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 браво
Imagine just chilling on RUclips with piano videos while your country is bombing civilians and sending thousands to die.
Приятные воспоминания 20тилетней давности...
Да, и грустная слеза по щеке..)
can´t stop listening to it; thank you for this wonderful performance!
Very nice version👏🎼🎹
Song Lyrics
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
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
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 'em
It 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 out 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 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 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'd 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 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've 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 to 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
P.S. 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'd 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 90 on the freeway
Hey Slim, I drink a fifth of vodka
Ya dare me to drive?
You know this song by Phil Collins
'From the air in the night'
About that guy who could have saved
That other guy from drowning?
But didn't, then Phil saw it all
Then at his show he found him
That's kinda how this is
You could have rescued me from drowning
Now it's too late
I'm on a thousand downers, 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, "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 am 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'd 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've 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 your 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
And what's this shit you said about
You like to cut your wrist too?
I say that shit just clownin' dawg
C'mon, how fucked up is 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'll be doin' just fine
If you'd 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 it didn't say who it was to?
Come to think about it
His name was, it was you! Damn!
Beautiful arrangement and play 👏
Beautiful melody
breath taking
This is wonderful🎼🎵🎶 cool arrangement.✨
Echt starkes Talent und Fingerspitzengefühl digga respekt digga! W
Потрясающе! ❤
Is Very Very good
🎉Schön ❤❤hört sich echt schön an🌟🌟
wow I'm mesmerized
Very good!
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 you 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've got 'em. There probably was a problem with the post office or something. Sometimes I scribble adresses too sloppy when I jot 'em. But anyway, fuck it, what's been up, man, how's your daughter? But 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 every day, but I'm your biggest fan. I even got an underground shit that you did with Skam. I got a room full of your posters and your pictures man. I like the shit that you did with Rockets too, that shit was phat. Anyway, I hope you get this man, hit me back, just to chat. Truly yours, your biggest fan, this is Stan.
Man, amazing as always. It would be great to hear your version of "Modjo - Lady" 🙏
Awesome chill version 🎹💖
Thats just New Year present n fairy tale ❤
Красивая мелодия 😊👍
Great! 😃, ¡Genial! 😄, Großartig! 😁, 太棒了！👍, Отлично! 😄, Génial! 😊.
Somehow it reach my soul
Как прекрасно и красиво❤, хорошо подобранная аранжировка радует слух. PianoX ты молодец 👍🏼.
Можно Linkin Park Roads Untraveled
Попытка #47
I love this cover!
May I please use this for a series? If so, you will be credited!
Cпасибо!!!!!! 🥰
Very good... ❤😢
So relaxing broo....keep it up pp 🎉
very nice. keep that ♥
wow very nice 👍🏻
I want to learn that!
Awesome👍 Piano X Arqadas 🥰
Класс👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
Incredible!
so beautiful
tres bien my friend, Very good
Прикольно! 👏
very nice piano cover. I would to you play The weekend - creepin
1) Can you do Miracle by Calvin Harris!!
or
2) Can you do Rolling in the deep HARD by Adele
or
3) Popular by Weeknd
Comment what you want to see!
yes i agree. I would to hear The weekend - creepin
@@gabimaksmusic6642 theres lots of creeping tutorials on youtube.. These three above havent been made yet or they are too simple
A big "Thank You" from Dido!
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you read!
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
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
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 'em
It 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 out 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 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 fat
Anyways I hope you get this, man
Hit me back just to chat
Truly yours, your biggest fan
This is Stan
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Можете подобрать "In your eyes " Tom Griffiths ?
Does anyone know the chord progression at the beginning? It’s mostly arpeggios so it’s hard for me to tell.
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Уже пару лет возвращаюсь для релаксации. Возможно ли услышать в твоем исполнении Disco Elysium OST - Whirling-in-Rags 8 AM?
Do you have any sheet music for this?
link in the description of the video
Спасибо
Do Love is gone pls
Можете сделать эту песню
Z.tao Once beautiful
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I don’t know why that’s the first time I’m crying bc of songs pls do notes of it
bro found an infinite money glitch people just watch this or listen to it ig again and again and again and each time if gives him money
Felicidades encontrarás un comentario en español
Может в следующий раз пачку сиграрет?
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Можно киш кукла колдуна?
damn
Stan Lyrics
[Intro: 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’d all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
[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’d all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
[Verse 1: Eminem]
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’ve 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’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 every day, 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 phat
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’d all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
[Verse 2: Eminem]
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 want to 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 blisterin’ cold
For you, for 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 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 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’d all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
[Verse 3: Eminem]
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 sendin’ you, I hope you hear it
I’m in the car right now, I’m doin’ 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 drownin’
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 drownin’
Now it’s too late, I’m on a thousand 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 loved 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-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 am I supposed to send this shit out?!
[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’d all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
[Verse 4: 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 a Starter cap
I’m sorry I didn’t see you at the show, I must’ve 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’, dawg, come on, how fucked up is 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’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 it, his name was-it was you
Damn…
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