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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

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Covey

1991

 

1991

(album: Class Of Cardinal Sin - 2021)


Take a sip from the cup of piping hot procrastination
That's another sleepless night from all my sleep hallucinations
Point my finger at the cause
Mom hates dad and dad hates mom
But they did pretty well to salvage something broken since the year of '91

A different home every year creates an oddly scattered head
Filled with unproductive thoughts that pair with existential dread
I am in desperate need of therapy but cannot pay the bills
How do you put a price on mental health
Whilst everybody's burning

I'll rest with this in my guts
As I'm forced through the incinerator
It's cold, it's calculated
It won't stop til I'm obliterated

Two years ago you came to visit my completely empty home
We built a tree out of the cardboard that we found out on the streets
We spent our Christmas at the dollar store and you cried a lot that morning
Said you hated this whole situation right as mom was calling

I'll rest with this in my guts
As I'm forced through the incinerator
It's cold, it's calculated
It won't stop til I'm obliterated

I wasn't an easy child
I was stubborn to the core
Filled with a distrust in authority and a new found feeling
I did not understand
Which grew and manifested in this hollow home that creaked and splintered
With every step I took

Well I'm sorry mom, and I'm sorry dad
I'm sorry Sammy for the distance and the aftermath that stained and desecrated the person that I am today
The sour discoloration fills my day to day

I'll rest with this in my guts
As I'm forced through the incinerator
It's cold, it's calculated
It won't stop til I'm obliterated

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