🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In His Hands - Nirvana

 Driven conversations, even  can read
  want to fake it, and I'm tired of this dream
 Taking medications, in the  of the room
 Driven conversations,  died in June.
 
  the stab wounds in his hands
 See  dying in his room
 He's dying in his 
  dying in his room
 Heading  me, heading this way
 He is coming, I  care
 
 Wouldn't want to  it, well I don't mind
  conversations to a friend of mine
 Giving medications,  a lighted room
 Wouldn't want to fake it, I know  should
 
  the stab wounds in his hands
 You killed  I don't care
 Keep  promise, you would too
 Keep a promise, even 
 See the silence  his head
 He is coming, I don't 
 
 We're not gonna make it, well I don't 
 Wouldn't want to fake it, but I have  time
  conversations, to whom they don't know
  medications till my stomach's full.
 
  a famine in his head
 See him coming  their heels
 He  you, give him a chance
 I  love him, I don't care
 See  starving, give him hell
 It is over, we  care