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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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Baxter Dury

Shadow

 

Shadow

(album: I Thought I Was Better Than You - 2023)


All you're trying to do is settle into the groove
But no one recognizes all you're trying to be is good
You're just a sha-ah-ah-dow
Of things that have past
But then you wear a suit different types of looks
Throwing crazy shapes and avant-garde looks
They just do-on't care
It's just no-ot fair

Prisoner of famous parents, assisted recognition
Legacy of class impostors, baritone chancers
Gangsters fantasies, human Jenga, fragile men
Sharp heads in basements enjoying tragedy
Economy poets, Rasputin, the dribblers
The vanity soldiers, the casual gender flexible encounters
The promises of modern love, free the people's land, et cetera

There's a couple of people that prefer you in France
With tired eyes and sonic nuance
They say you're a modern Gainsbourg
Out of tune and absurd
But no one will get over that you're someone's son
Even though you want to be like Frank Ocean
But you don't sound like him
You sound just like Ian

All you're trying to do is settle into the groove
But no one recognizes all you're trying to be is good
You're just a sha-ah-ah-dow
Of things that have past
But then you wear a suit different types of looks
Throwing crazy shapes and avant-garde looks
They just do-on't care
It's just no-ot fair

done

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