Killing Me Softly
The Fugees Lyrics

I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style.
I had heard that this young boy was a talented singer with a unique style.

And so I came to see him and listen for a while.
Curious about his talent, I went to see him and listen to his music for a while.

And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes.
Upon seeing him, he was still a stranger to me as I had never met him before.

Strumming my pain with his fingers, (one time, one time)
While playing his guitar, he managed to evoke the emotions I have been struggling with.

Singing my life with his words, (two time, two time)
The lyrics of his song spoke to the very essence of my life and experiences, affecting me deeply.

Killing me softly with his song,
His song was so powerful and effective in expressing the pain I have felt that it felt like it was killing me softly.

Telling my whole life with his words, Killing me softly with his song
Through every verse and chorus, he conveyed the entirety of my life story with a rawness that was haunting me.

I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd,
My emotions were running high while listening to him, and I was embarrassed by how exposed I felt in front of the rest of the audience.

I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.
It felt as though he had read my diary and was revealing my innermost thoughts to the world.

I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on.
As much as I wanted the experience to end, I couldn't stop myself from wanting to hear more of his penetrating lyrics.

Strumming my pain with his fingers, (one time, one time)
He continued to explore the depths of my soul, once again bringing my pain and struggles to the surface.

Singing my life with his words, (two time, two time)
His lyrics captured my life experiences in a way that left me feeling exposed, but also connected to something greater.

Killing me softly with his song,
The impact of his music was profound, leaving a lasting impression and overpowering my emotions.

Telling my whole life with his words, Killing me softly with his song
His song was the window into my life story, bringing it to life in a vivid and painful way.

(instrumental interlude)
A break in the lyrics where the music takes center stage.

Strumming my pain with his fingers, (yes he was)
Once again, the boy's music touched on the rawness of my pain and struggles.

Singing my life with his words, Killing me softly with his song,
As he sang, it felt like he was giving voice to my life experiences, and the emotional intensity of the music was still present, killing me softly.

Telling my whole life with his words, Killing me softly with his song
His song remains a poignant reflection of my life story, being able to make me revisit difficult experiences and feel their pain once again.