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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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Gnashville

 

Gnashville

(album: Alopecia - 2008)


Sometimes I claim to know a guy but I can't tell you what his hands look like
Guess who's coming to dinner

Gnashville, never in the night

Never in the night when the knot grows tighter than fingers can untie
And all the last half damned rivers have gone dry
Does the cock crow thrice until someone is denied
Or the morning comes
You wonder if you ever get your shit together
What is that a leather sofa and a feather in an old fur hat
Fake tat lost in a box of Cracker Jacks
Practicing your plane wreck face in a first class lav

That's what the ghost of someone's dad might say

When they come calling, I won't go calm
There is no palm or divine mitt
With which to hold one's pit
Or seperate the human race from its enviroment
No scattered ashes loosely gather asking where the fire went
We're left with half truth psalms
In an indecypherable scrawl in some vague extinct language
Ancient ink dull, almost vanished on some old brittle scroll

That's what the ghost of someone's dad might say

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?