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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 Lawrence Arms

Eighteen Inches

 

Eighteen Inches

(album: A Guided Tour Of Chicago - 1999)


Face down on the ground
Stormclouds lie in white snowpiles all around
I don't know if I can make it through one more winter in this town

Voted worst in show the last two years
I got a refill on my tears
Another bottle of foam yellowed clear

The old man twitching on the train
Reminds us of mortality
The snow everywhere reminds us of the rain

And my burned and brittle skin
Cracked and blistered in the wind
Is testament to repetition as the impossible happens again

So, what's your new years revolution?
Take off those ten unsightly pounds
The snow is piling higher and your face is growing closer to the ground

Raising your glass at the office party
Or photocopying your secretary's ass
Is no less pathetic than our self righteously self important tasks

Of barfing rhetoric on shiny table tops
As our collars and turtlenecks choke us right there in the coffee shops
Winter will not wait for you
Ironically, your worst dream has come true
Pontification means nothing

When I woke up and looked around
I found that my dreams had melted into dirty puddles on the ground
When I woke up and looked around
I saw my dreams had melted into dirty puddles on the ground
On the ground, on the ground
On the ground

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