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.
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.
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. But he was there this stranger. 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.
(Nuke the US and her allies!, said Osama bin Laden from the caves of Afghanistan)
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Apa gunanya main-main lagu
But you asked for it!
Killing Me Softly With His Song
by Charles Fox
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.
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.
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.
But he was there this stranger.
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.
(Nuke the US and her allies!, said Osama bin Laden from the caves of Afghanistan)
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