I felt all flushed with fever
embarrassed by the crowd
i felt he'd found my letters
and read each one out loud
i prayed that he would finish
but he just kept right on
strummin my pain with his fingers
singin my life with his words
killin me softly with his song,
killin me softly...with his song
tellin my whole life...with his words
killin me softly.........with his song
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
there he was this young boy
singin clear and strong
strummin my pain with his fingers
singin my life with his words
killin me softly with his song,
killin me softly...with his song
tellin my whole life...with his words
killin me softly.........with his song
I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
so i came to see him
to listen for a while
and there he was this young boy
singin clear and strong
strummin my pain with his fingers
singin my life with his words
killin me softly with his song,
killin me softly...with his song
tellin my whole life...with his words
killin me softly.........with his song
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nice
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W.S.I.T.H.O.S (WORST SONGS IN THE HISTORY OF SONGS)
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