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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 just came to me singing, singing clear and strong.