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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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Haste The Day

Pressure The Hinges

 

Pressure The Hinges

(album: Pressure The Hinges - 2007)


And now I'm running out of reasons.
And I spoke too soon.
The clock weighs on the counter top.
Everything is sinking through the floor.
You hold the door and I'll pressure the hinges.
Would you trust these locks?
And sleep to hide your secrets?
Dodging bullets is easier when you don't believe in fate.
And I swear, I swear we won't make it obvious when we turn around again.
What are you afraid of?
Are you scared you're not alone?
You keep running out.
Turn around again.
You aspire to be helpless, hopeless.
Burning all your dreams I'm running low on secrets that will quench your thirsty ears.
And I'm counting the seconds between distraction and the moment.
Fifteen seconds till melt down.
Fifteen seconds till the roof will hit the floor.
I see the light in the stairway and the floor is lettered with maps and hotel keys.
So we turn around again.
Wear the robe of pig skin and he'll wear the crown.
He'll run and he'll run and he'll run till you stop him.
I see your eyes changing and your passions gone again.
You're still running out.
We desire to be comfort in this broken world you're in.
Fifteen seconds till...
fifteen seconds till...

done

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