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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

A Wishful Puppeteer

 

A Wishful Puppeteer

(album: The Greatest Story Ever Told - 2003)


I haven't seen you since that Brooklyn night
I guess it's been about a year by now
Cold and rainy in a poet's words
Dark and crimson in a drunken way

I was frozen in a window pane
Kind of like I was on a movie screen
Your hair was darker than I remembered it
I was as awkward as I could've been

So much has changed it seems nothing ever changes
I found a way to wear a thousand different faces

Time creeps into my dreams
Breathe deep, fill your lungs with me

Headaches, stalemates
Chest pains, I'm trembling
Ink stains, text to burn
Am I leaving, am I leaving?

I found your face in my dreams the last two nights
What are you doing here? What am I singing for?

A windowsitter grown into the crutch
The crutch has always been right there for him
I'm sorry I'm pushing her away
I'm dark and crimson in a drunken sway
I'm dark and crimson in a drunken sway
So much has changed it seems nothing ever changes

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