🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Killing Me Softly With His Song - Allison Iraheta

 Strumming  pain with his fingers,
  my life with his words,
 Killing  softly with his song,
 Killing me softly with his 
  my whole life with his words,
 Killing me softly with his song 
 
 I heard he sang a good song, I  he had a style.
 And  I came to see him to listen for a while.
 And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my 
 
 Strumming my pain with his 
 Singing my life  his words,
 Killing  softly with his song,
 Killing me softly with his 
 Telling my whole life  his words,
 Killing me softly  his song ...
 
 I felt all flushed with  embarrassed by the crowd,
 I felt he found my letters and read each  out loud.
 I prayed that he would finish but he  kept right on ...
 
 Strumming  pain with his fingers,
 Anh
 Singing my life with  words,
 Killing me  with his song,
 Killing  softly with his song,
  my whole life with his words,
 Killing me softly with  song ...
 
 He sang as if he knew me in all my  despair.
  then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there.
 But he just came to singing, singing  and strong.
 
 Strumming my pain with his 
 Singing my life with his 
 Killing me softly with his 
 Killing  softly with his song,
 Telling my  life with his words,
 Killing me  with his song ...
 
 He was strumming, oh, he was  my life.
 Killing me softly  his song,
 Killing  softly with his song,
 Telling  whole life with his words,
 Killing me softly with  song ...
 With his  ...