Killing Me Softly (feat. India Carney)

[00:01.83] I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
[00:11.55] And so I came to see him, to listen for a while
[00:21.30] And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
[00:30.21] Strumming my pain with his fingers
[00:35.04] Singing my life with his words
[00:40.10] Killing me softly with his song
[00:43.64] Killing me softly with his song
[00:48.92] Telling my whole life with his words
[00:53.97] Killing me softly with his song
[01:05.81] I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
[01:15.63] I felt he'd found my letters and read each one out loud
[01:25.62] I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on
[01:34.33] Strumming my pain with his fingers
[01:39.51] Singing my life with his words
[01:44.44] Killing me softly with his song
[01:48.68] Killing me softly with his song
[01:53.40] Telling my whole life with his words
[01:58.18] Killing me softly
[02:43.28] Strumming my pain with his fingers
[02:48.05] Singing my life with his words
[02:52.94] Killing me softly with his song
[02:56.79] Killing me softly with his song
[03:01.34] Telling my whole life with his words
[03:06.51] Killing me softly, with his words
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