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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

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Dope Fiend Blues

 

Dope Fiend Blues

(album: Lost Tracks Vol. 2 - 1994)


In a police car I feel so very small
I see my lover's face and I watch her teardrops fall
and I try to figure out where I'd fallen off the tracks
well I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back

and in the end, you know a dope fiend ain't got no friends
and a junkie is a junkie to the bitter end
hope to die, cause you know I'm better off dead
hey brother, won't you lend me a helping hand?

I tie myself off, shoot it in my veins
I feel like Marlon Brando and I've hid another day's pain
I'm going back where it's safe, going back to the womb
I find my mother's comfort, here in a needle and spoon

and Christmas for a dope fiend ain't no fun
waiting for good times that seem to never come
going out, gonna get myself a gun
please stop me, don't you know I'm on a run?

aren't you tired of the detox and the places in the mind?
are you tired of the misery, aren't you tired of doing time?
and I try to figure out where I'd fallen off the tracks
well I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back

I'm a dope fiend, I'm a liar, a cheat and a thief
at my funeral, won't you bring me a red rose wreath?
dress in black now, show everyone your grief
well, I'm gone now, you can all feel relief

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