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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeKilling Me Softly
I heard he sang a good songI heard he had a styleAnd so I came to see himTo listen for a whileAnd there he was this young boyA stranger to my eyesStrumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songsKilling me softly with his songsTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songsI felt all blushed with feverEmbarrassed by the crowdI felt he found my lettersAnd read each one out loudI prayed that he would finishBut he just kept right onHe sang as if he knew meIn all my dark despairAnd then he looked right through meAs if I wasn't thereAnd he just kept on singingSinging clear and strongStrumming my pain with his fingersSinging my life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songsKilling me softly with his songsTelling my whole life with his wordsKilling me softly with his songs
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