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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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Ocean Grove

Cold Skin

 

Cold Skin

(album: Black Label - 2015)


Do you walk in the backdoor singing?
Or do you pace, pace face thinning?
Inhale on that cigarette while I creep in the backdoor of your kitchen
Do you walk in the backdoor singing?
Or do you pace, pace your face thinning?
Inhale on that cigarette, tell me how you been (Julian)
Cover tracks, broken bottles over tables
A life of red eyes, chewed nails and black labels
Creep, creep do the rounds and shut them up
Cold skin, lights out, routines and the middleclass mutt
Simple, simple, sweeping stores, just playing cripple
Walking the walk, pick and choose you know, little by little
How have you been Julian? Were the floors wood or tile?
I was young but still very much a child
Never learnt normal functions or how to fit in
Strange behaviours and thoughts numbed by Ritalin
Socially retarded, hyperactive and erratic
Repetitious urges, label me idiosyncratic
Now I'm on the outside and I'm looking in
Staring at your pale face (yellow-painted grin)
Before I end it all and light up your world
Can you ease my mind and answer me this...
(Do you have a son Julian? Tell what's his name?)
Do you have a son Julian? (Tell what's his name?)
Do you have a son Julian? (Tell what's his name?)
Do you have a son Julian? (Tell what's his name?)
Do you have a son? Do you have a son?
And tell me can you sleep at night?
Or do you wake gripping your chest tight?
I'll make you sweat for what you've done to me
How can you sleep at night motherfucker?
Breathe glimpses of colour, I try to forget
Cold sweats in the morning, it all comes back in
Breathe glimpses of colour, I try to forget
Cold sweats in the morning, it all comes back in
Now I'm on the outside and I'm looking in
I'll never forget the steps, that name, those hands

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