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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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The Dismemberment Plan

The Small Stuff

 

The Small Stuff

(album: "!" - 1996)


My heart is true
But my sigh is erratic
My mind is filled
With a symphony of static
And nothing is traumatic

Unless you make it be so
I'm getting better at the small stuff
I'm getting better at the small stuff, small stuff
I'm getting better yeah
Day by day, night by night
Little by little I'm getting it right
And soon it's just a thing of beauty

There's nothing wrong
With a little well-placed efficiency
But I can't tell
If it really means you're dissing me
But I can't sit here bitching

And watch you make it be so
I'm getting better at the small stuff
I'm getting better at the small stuff, small stuff
I'm getting better yeah
Day by day, night by night
Little by little I'm getting it right
And soon it's just a thing of beauty

There is a string section by my bedside
Your body in the riptide
I see a putrid leg flip out of the sunrise
Like a putrid dolphin, yeah
The radar dishes filled on the beach
Just like they're human organs
And all the while they start to feel my pain
Just like a... [*choke*]

So I'm the man
You're the emperor of Texas
And no one's sane
Now that Sam Houston has axed us
And nothing can protect us

Unless you let it be so
I'm getting better at the small stuff
I'm getting better at the small stuff, small stuff
I'm getting better yeah
Day by day, night by night
Little by little I'm getting it right
And soon it's just a thing of beauty

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