Nirvana – In His Hands tab

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This is for the outtake version, but it works for the live one with some
variations. This is my first tab,but im sure is correct

"Driven conversations, even I can read"e|----------------------------------|---------------------------------------|B|----------------------------------|--0--0-0--0--0-0----------0--0-0-------|G|--4--4-4--------------------------|--4--4-4--7--7-7--0--0-0--3--3-3-------|D|--4--4-4--5--5-5--4--4-4--3-3-3-3-|--4--4-4--7--7-7--7--7-7--3--3-3-------|A|--2--2-2--5--5-5--4--4-4--3-3-3-3-|--2--2-2--5--5-5--7--7-7--5--5-5-------|E|----------3--3-3--2--2-2--1-1-1-1-|------------------5--5-5---------------|
CHORUS: "See the stab wounds in his hands" x6e|-----------------------------------|--------------------------------------|B|-----------------------------------|--------------------------------------|G|-----------------------------------|--------------------------------------|D|--5-5-5---9-9-9---6-6-6---7-7-7-7--|----7-7-7-7---5-5-5-5-----------------|A|--5-5-5---9-9-9---6-6-6---7-7-7-7--|----7-7-7-7---5-5-5-5-----------------|E|--3-3-3---7-7-7---4-4-4---5-5-5-5--|----5-5-5-5---3-3-3-3-----------------|
BRIDGE: (2nd part of verse with some variation.Plays along with bass)
Lyrics: (only for studio outtake... the live lyrics are the same but in different order) Driven conversations, even I can read Wouldn't want to fake it,I'm tired of this Taking medications, in the back of the room Driven conversations, he died in June. See the stab wounds in his hands See him dying in his room He's dying in his room He's dying in his room Heading for me, heading this way He is coming, I don't care Wouldn't want to fake it, well I don't mind Giving conversations to a friend of mine Giving medications, in a lighted room Wouldn't want to fake it, I know I should See the stab wounds in his hands You killed him, I don't care Keep a promise, you would too Keep a promise, even you See the silence in his head He is coming, I don't care We're not gonna make it, well I don't mind Wouldn't want to fake it, but I have this time Giving conversations, to whom they don't know Taking medications till my stomach's full. See a famine in his head See him coming at their heels He loves you, give him a chance I don't love him, I don't care See him starving, give her hell It is over, we don't care In His Room
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