🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In His Hands - Nirvana

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