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Strumming my pain with his fingers, |
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Singing my life with his words, |
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Killing me softly with his song, |
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killing me softly with his song, |
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Telling my whole life with his words, |
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Killing me softly with his song. |
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I heard he sang a good song, |
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I heard he had a style, |
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And so I came to see him to listen for a while. |
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And there he was this young boy, |
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a stranger to my eyes, |
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Strumming my pain with his fingers, |
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Singing my life with his words, |
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Killing me softly with his song, |
[01:16.23] |
Killing me softly with his song, |
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Telling my whole life with his words, |
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Killing me softly with his song. |
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I felt all flushed with fever, |
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Embarrassed by the crowd, |
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I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud. |
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I prayed that he would finish, |
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But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers, |
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Singing my life with his words, |
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Killing me softly with his song, |
[02:06.42] |
Killing me softly with his song, |
[02:10.42] |
Telling my whole life with his words, |
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Killing me softly with his song |
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Strumming my pain with his fingers, |
[02:50.21] |
Singing my life with his words, |
[02:53.58] |
Killing me softly with his song, |
[02:56.46] |
Killing me softly with his song, |
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Telling my whole life with his words, |