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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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The Struts

Too Good At Raising Hell

 

Too Good At Raising Hell

(album: Pretty Vicious - 2023)


Designer suits, Gucci gloves, Chelsea boots
All my demons are cocaine-fueled electric cool
Sugar tooth, caramel, silky smooth
Diving into Clase Azul swimming pools

Sex so good, make the neighbors smoke a cigarette
But I'm still bored to death

Think I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
But I'm wearing it well
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
Oh, I'm ringing the bell

I run a hotel without any beds
Run a catwalk without any threads
Driving myself right into the storm
Burning my cash to keep myself warm
Staying at the party when everyone's left
What a good life, I'm living my best
I'm still bored to death

Think I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
But I'm wearing it well
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
Oh, I'm ringing the bell
It's a little too easy, getting harder to please me
I know you're starving to feed me, you know that you need me
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell

Think I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
But I'm wearing it well
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell
Oh, I'm ringing the bell
It's a little too easy, getting harder to please me
I know you're starving to feed me, you know that you need me
I'm getting too good, too good at raising hell

Oh yeah
Too good

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Woo, woo, woo
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Woo, woo, woo
Ah, we are babe

done

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