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Hello! I'm Lyrkit!

I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

We already have all the words of the songs that we have heard throughout our lives in our memory. We simply did not pay attention to them, but we all already hear them!

I noticed that when you learn a new word from a song that you have already heard before, you already know the translation of this word forever and you will never forget it!

I want to share this method with you. So, the scheme is as follows.

We find songs that we have already heard.

We add all unfamiliar words from them.

We pass mini tests of memory games. done

Now that you know a lot of words, you will very quickly come to know the whole language!

I bet you'll be surprised how effective this method is!)

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Rae Morris

No Fun

 

No Fun


Why your jilted eyes on me in the supermarket?
I'd rather you just came out and said, "I told you so"
A sunny afternoon, lying face down on the orange carpet
I know you're trying to cheer me up, I hope you don't

Wish I knew then that no one truly leaves
I shouldn't have even tried

It's my pill to swallow
And you can save my bleeding heart
Won't beg or borrow
If it feels good to make me want

But don't you need some troubles of your own
To chew on?
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no

Every damn song I hear is a blunt reminder
That I'll never lead a crowd to tears again
And now I realize that the booby prize was becoming kinder
I would let them burn me down on an open stage

At seventeen, you're free to show your back
God help the child when she returns
When she returns, when she returns
When she returns, when she returns
When she returns, when she returns
When she returns, when she returns
When she returns, when she returns
When she returns, when she returns
When she returns, when she returns
When she returns, when she returns

But it's my pill to swallow
And you can save my bleeding heart
Won't beg or borrow
If it feels good to make me want

But don't you need some troubles of your own
To chew on?
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun
But that would be no fun

done

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