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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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Chester Watson

Topanga

 

Topanga

(album: Project 0 - 2018)


Walking to the house like I'm probably smelling loudly
Groceries in my hand, always talking to myself, my homies don't understand
People saying "what the fuck?"
World domination was the plan from the jump
I was Salvador Dali, just tryna melt surroundings
And no I didn't ask I don't care how you felt about me
Materialise the vision, let's fuck whoever was doubting it

Back to the mountains in Topanga

Topanga [x12]

Talking to a gorgeous chick, about horror flicks inside of the forest [?]
In life I guess I got to ignore it for a bit
Cause most memories found storage in the wind
Back when I was seventeen, over [?] on the binge
Still on the binge but I loiter over sins now
Strategising, tryna fill the void with golden chicks
But time still ticks when you sit down
So if you ain't getting better, someone else is, that's a guarantee
Chester Watson on the fritz, that's a scary thing
Skating, fucking awesome and a flicked match
Got $300 kicks I barely fit, check
Rocked the red vans 'till they ripped
Talking to the dead, saying R.I.P
Jeff said, "Chester, just be careful with this shits"
I know, I know, Ouija board's not for the crib
I get it, I think I just wanna head to the thrift in

Topanga [x12]

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Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?