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
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 I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
 And so I came to see him to 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
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 I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
 I felt he found my letters and read each one 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
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 He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
 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
 (Strumming my pain) oh, oh, oh, oh
 Oh, singing my life
 La la la la la, oh, oh, oh oh, oh
 Telling my whole life with his words
 Killing me softly with his song
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 Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
 La la la la, oh, oh, oh
 Telling my whole life with his words