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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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Saddr Weirdr

(album: Scrambles - 2009)


I put all my books in a box
To put them in a concrete cube and
Underneath more boxes and hidden behind boxes
I'll get in one too

I just threw out another gift
I know it had a bit of thought but
Mary we won't talk soon
I have no use for Crocs now
I have no use for gifts

They're gonna be piles
I'm gonna be a pack rat
That's gonna shit

It's hard to empty out my drawers
It's hard to empty out my home. Now
I'm a vacant home for the last spark of a soul
Gonna get drunk one last time

It's gonna get sadder
It's gonna get weirder
Until I'm gone
Until I'm gone
It's gonna get sadder
It's gonna get weirder
Until I'm gone
Now it's kind of what I want
But regardless thanks a lot
For letting me stay on your futon

It's gonna get sadder
It's gonna get weirder
Until I'm gone
Until I'm gone
It's gonna get sadder
It's gonna get weirder
Until I'm gone, now
I don't know what I want
But regardless thanks a lot
For letting me stay on your futon
I'm gone, now
I don't know what I want
But regardless thanks a lot
For letting me stay on your futon

I put all my books in a box
To put them in a concrete cube and
Underneath more boxes, hidden behind boxes
I'll get in one too

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?