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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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White Lies

Finish Line

 

Finish Line

(album: FIVE - 2019)


Too late
He knows you're all back-to-front
Your bottom lip shaking
Your happiness quakes as it's torn apart

Sunday late
When you go and get your stuff
"What's your is mine"
That unpractical line back to bite your arm

No, don't leave him anything
No letters on the side
You've gone over everything
Screw-ups and the whys
Erase him, his memory
A tortured decline
Was never your style

And it's wild dreams of the start
At the finish line
Gum peeling apart
From each other's lives

Too late
They all know you hate your jobs
Your liminal friends with their plans to ascend
Like some holy mob

Get it straight
A lifeboat's for better hearts
Prescription or not
There's some morals forgot white-tattoo them on

No, don't read him anything
No poem, song or line
There's virtue in everything
But most in all that's quiet
An action is meddling
A dagger in time
Better leave it to dry

And it's wild dreams of the start
At the finish line
Gum peeling apart
From each other's lives

And it's wild dreams of the start
At the finish line
Gum peeling apart
From each other's lives

Wild dreams of the start
At the finish line
Gum peeling apart
From each other's lives

Wild dreams of the start
At the finish line
Gum peeling apart
From each other's lives

done

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