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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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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 and listen for a while. |
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And there he was this young boy, |
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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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oh~~~ |
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la.oh |
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la~~~ |
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He was .... |
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strumming my pain yes he was |
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he was killing me |
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he was killing me |
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my whole life |
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with his love .. |
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he was killing me |