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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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Aaron Lewis

The Road

 

The Road

(album: The Road - 2012)


There's a thousand miles and eighteen hours
I got to double drive down southbound 35
I got the hammer down, Detroit made
525 pushing my ass right down that line

And that smell of burning diesel fuel
Just tells me that I'm back out on the road

I got a full grown creeping up on my tail
And I won't make bail in this small time jail, no, not 'round here
I got the bird dog on, radio cranked
Gear jamming, lane changing son of a bitch, you bet ya, son

And that smell of burning diesel fuel
Just tells me that I'm back out on the road

Just left the jail with a hand full of pills
And I won't quit till I hit the coop in Abilene
I'm almost there there's just a few more miles
I'll make the drop and I'll turn and burn, I'm out o' here

And that smell of burning diesel fuel
Just tells me that I'm back out on the road

And that smell of burning diesel fuel
Just tells me that I'm back out on the road

done

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