🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In His Hands - Nirvana

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