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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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Deep Blue Something

Who Wants It

 

Who Wants It

(album: Deep Blue Something - 2001)


Who wants it?
who wants it?
who wants it?
ask for it by name
who wants it?
who wants it?
I'll be your one that got away

when is the good ever good enough,
when you're given to giving up?
but you're not one to stop
let's face it
you've tried and it's too hard.

now you're sprawled on the kitchen floor
with your best aiming at the door.
what the bleach won't erase is the pain
what you're left with is nothing
compared to the let-down stains of the brush-off.

who wants it?

you shake your fists out into the sky
with your lips dripping cyanide
and you're blaming yourself
(and you should)
'cause you fall for their come-ons.

you pay the price for your 'liberties'
in little ways that you never see
when you're faced with nothing
but lies and deceit
the despair of not knowing is worse
that the blood left on your hands.

who wants it?

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