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Michael Jackson: My Honest Truth Well if I sat here and played some 1) chords whatever and say I’m going to write the best song I’ve ever written, nothing happens. Something in the heavens has to
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I heard he sang a good song. I heard he had a style. And so I come 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 hi