🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In His Hands - Nirvana

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