Killing Me Softly
POP BALLADS Lyrics


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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.
(Hi, yo yea yea.)
(This is wyclef refugee)
(El boogie up in here...)
(Rise well, little)
(While I'm on this I got my girl L one time! one time!)
(Hey yo L you know you got the lyrics!)
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,
And so I came to see him and listen for a while.
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes,
Strumming my pain with his fingers (one time),
Singing my life with his words (two times),
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
(one time),
Singing my life with his words
(two times),
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
(Yo L-Boogie, take it to the bridge)
Strumming my pain with his fingers
(One time, one time)
Singing my life with his words
(Two times, two times)
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
Strumming my pain
Singing my life with his words,




Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Killing Me Softly" by Pop Ballads depict a woman who hears a young man singing and playing the guitar, which leaves her emotionally moved. She feels as though he has captured the essence of her life's experiences and thoughts through his music. The words "strumming my pain with his fingers" and "singing my life with his words" indicate that the young man's music is so relatable, it feels like he's describing her life. The phrase "killing me softly with his song" suggests that the woman is being emotionally impacted by the music in a way that is both intense and quiet.


As the song continues, it becomes clear that the woman is struggling with the intensity of her emotions. She feels embarrassed by the crowd and feels as though the young man has read her personal letters. She prays for him to finish, but he doesn't stop. The phrase "telling my whole life with his words" emphasizes how moved the woman is by the young man's words and music.


Overall, the lyrics of "Killing Me Softly" depict the power of music to elicit intense emotional experiences. The song suggests that music is capable of reaching the deepest parts of our hearts and souls, and that the most effective music is that which is relatable to our own lives.


Line by Line Meaning

Strumming my pain with his fingers
He played the guitar so well that it spoke to me, conveying the depth of pain that I was feeling.


Singing my life with his words
The lyrics of his song were so poignant that they felt like they were meant just for me, and spoke of my life experiences.


Killing me softly with his song
The emotion and meaning in his song was so intense that it felt like it was slowly destroying me from inside with every note.


Telling my whole life with his words
The message of his song was so powerful that it described my whole life story in just a few lines of poetry.


I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
I had heard reports about him being a talented musician and having a unique style of performing.


And so I came to see him and listen for a while
Out of curiosity and hope, I went to his concert to see if he was as good as people said.


And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
He was a young man, whom I had never met before and did not know anything about him.


I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
My excitement to hear his music made me blush and feel awkward in front of the large, loud audience.


I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
His lyrics were so relatable that I felt like he had read my private letters and was singing about my secrets for everyone to hear.


I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on...
I was overwhelmed by the raw emotion in his singing and was hoping he would stop, but he kept going with even more passion and depth.




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@anabeatrizbauer1332

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
This is Wyclef, Refugee Camp (L-Boogie up in here)
Praswell (Praswell up in here, haha)
Lil' Base sittin' up here on the bass (Refugees up in here)
While I'm on this, I got my girl L (ah, ah)
One time (one time), one time (one time)
Ayo, L, you know you got the lyrics
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him, and listen for a while
And there he was, this young boy, stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers (one time, one time)
Singing my life with his words (two times, two times)
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'd 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 (one time, one time)
Singing my life with his words (two times, two times)
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
Yo, L-Boog, take me to the bridge
Whoa
Woah-oah-ah-ah-ah uh, uh
La-la-la, la, la, la
Whoa, la
Whoa, la (ha, ha, ha, ha)
La-ah-ah-ah-ah
Strumming my pain with his fingers (yes, he was singing my life)
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 (whole life, with his words)
Killing me softly with his song
Yo, put your hands together for L-Boogie (strumming my pain)
From the Refugee Camp (yeah, yeah)
(Singing my life) up in here, you know how we do, L-Boogie up in here
Wyclef, Praswell, said L-Boogie up in here
Wyclef up in here
My man Lil' Base (Praswell up in here)
Jerry one time
T Rocks up in here, we got Warren up in here
This is how we (Warren up, up in here, Outsiders up here)
We got Fallon up in here, Mulaney, Mulaney's up in here
(Refugee Camp, Refugee Camp, yeah)
Everybody got a breakin' point kid
And they'll rat on you
The family niggas will rat on you
That's why we gotta be prepared to take whoever out we need to



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