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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 Infamous Stringdusters

You Can't Handle The Truth

 

You Can't Handle The Truth

(album: The Infamous Stringdusters - 2008)


You're sorry, said you want me back, one thing I'm asking you
You're staring in the mirror while it's staring back at you
You asked me why I'm leaving, going on the western wind
You know you're best believing, I won't be back again
Won't be back again

You think I've turned to cheating, and you're looking for the proof
You can't handle the truth

Say your one last story, cause I'm headed out the door
I don't want to hear it, I've heard it all before
I'm giving up on loving you, you're the [?] done the same
Somehow you've convinced yourself that I'm the one to blame
I'm the one to blame

You think I've turned to cheating, and you're looking for the proof
You can't handle the truth

Out all night running round, oh, to half past three
Take a long look at the shelf before you look at me
You think you've got a reason to even up the score
You better get acquainted with the slamming of the door
Slamming of the door

You think I've turned to cheating, and you're looking for the proof
You can't handle the truth

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?