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[ti:killing me softly] |
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[ar:the fugees] |
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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 |
| [00:38.596] |
Strumming my pain with his fingers |
| [00:42.500] |
Singing my life with his words |
| [00:46.423] |
Killing me softly with his song |
| [00:50.347] |
Killing me softly with his song |
| [00:54.215] |
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 I heard he had a style |
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And so I came to see him to listen for a while |
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And there he was this young boy 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 |
| [01:39.765] |
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 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 but he just kept right on |
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Strumming my pain with his fingers |
| [02:42.59] |
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 |
