Nirvana - In His Room / In His Hands / Verse Chorus Verse Lyrics
Driven conversations, even I can readWouldnt want to fake it, and Im tired of this dream (not sure about this sentence)Taking medications, in the back of the roomDriven conversations, he died in june.See the stab wounds in his handsSee him dying in his roomHes dying in his roomHes dying in his roomHeading for me, heading this wayHe is coming, I dont careWouldnt want to fake it, well I dont mindGiving conversations to a friend of mineGiving medications, in a lighted roomWouldnt want to fake it, I know I shouldSee the stab wounds in his handsYou killed him, I dont careKeep a promise, you would tooKeep a promise, even youSee the silence in his headHe is coming, I dont careWere not gonna make it, well I dont mindWouldnt want to fake it, but I have this timeGiving conversations, to whom they dont knowTaking medications till my stomachs full.See a famine in his headSee him coming at their heelsHe loves you, give him a chanceI dont love him, I dont careSee him starving, give her hellIt is over, we dont care in his roomFrom outcesticide ii.