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Fugees |
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The Score |
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Killing Me Softly |
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Strumming dub plates with our fingers, |
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Eliminate sounds with our song, |
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Killing a sound boy with this sound, |
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Killing a sound boy with this sound, |
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Taking sound boys' lives with this dub, |
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Killing him softly with this sound. |
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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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[LAURYN] |
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I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style, |
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And so I came to see him and listen for a while. |
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And there he was this young boy, 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, |
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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 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, |
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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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[CLEF] |
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Yo L-Boogie, take it to the bridge |
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[LAURYN] |
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(Bust it) |
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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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Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . . |
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[shoutouts and fade] |
