🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In His Hands - Nirvana

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