🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In His Hands - Nirvana

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