🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: In His Hands - Nirvana

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