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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 Wallflowers

For The Life Of Me

 

For The Life Of Me

(album: The Wallflowers - 1992)


Well, I know you find it hard to smile,
To keep your happiness in style
You pass in silence in the morning
You know you shouldn't ever try to ignore me.

And you look to be pretty nervous
Sweaty hands and blood shot eyes.
So hard to identify you,
Just a loser in a loser's disguise.

She don't back down,
And she won't come around here
Now there's all this talk about dying
Well I don't get it, for the life of me.

With your fingernails painted red
And your eyes all ready to wed
Decorated from head to toe
Like a magician in a talent show.

She don't back down,
And she don't come around here.
An' there's all this talk about dying,
Well I don't get it, for the life of me.

So you've smoked your last cigarette
Burned coldly on a train from Tibet
And broke your last bottle of wine
And unraveled your last ball of twine.

Well, she don't back down,
She don't come around here
Now there's all this talk about dying,
Well I don't get it, for the life of me.

She don't back down,
She don't come around here
Now there's all this talk about dying,
Well I don't get it, for the life of me.

Well, I know you find it hard to smile
To keep your happiness in style
You pass in silence in the morning
You know you don't usually ignore me.

Now there's all this talk about dying,
Well, I don't get it, for the life of me.

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