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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that I heard he had a style
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And so I came to
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see him and 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
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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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with his words
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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
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and read each one out loud
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I prayed that he would finish
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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 fingers
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he was singing my life
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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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Tweet
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Killing Me Softly With His Song (Live Ver.)
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| 김현지 |
