Softly
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Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song.

I heard he sang a good song,

I heard he had a style,

And so I came to see him and listen for a while.

And there he was this young boy,

a stranger to my eyes,

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song.

I felt all flushed with fever,

Embarrassed by the crowd,

I felt he found my letters and read each word out loud.

I prayed that he would finish,

But he just kept right on

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song

He said as if he knew me

In all my god's spaer

And then he looked right through me

as if I wasn't there.

And he just kept on singing

singing clear and strong

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song.

Oh,oh......

la la la la la

Oh,Oh

la~

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly

He was trumming my pain,

Here he was singing my life,

Killing me softly with his song,

killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song.

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song.

I heard he sang a good song,

I heard he had a style,

And so I came to see him and listen for a while.

And there he was this young boy,

a stranger to my eyes,

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song.

I felt all flushed with fever,

Embarrassed by the crowd,

I felt he found my letters and read each word out loud.

I prayed that he would finish,

But he just kept right on

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song

He said as if he knew me

In all my god's spaer

And then he looked right through me

as if I wasn't there.

And he just kept on singing

singing clear and strong

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song.

Oh,oh......

la la la la la

Oh,Oh

la~

Strumming my pain with his fingers,

Singing my life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song,

Killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly

He was trumming my pain,

Here he was singing my life,

Killing me softly with his song,

killing me softly with his song,

Telling my whole life with his words,

Killing me softly with his song.

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