🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In His Hands - Nirvana

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