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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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Magic City Hippies

BUST

 

BUST

(album: Magic City Hippies - 2013)


When it's cold and the goals to get you off
I can give you what you need
You don't really want to fold but I know he gets you off
Just as good as me
And I can't control, the sweat we drop
When I get you off your feet
And I want to roll, but breasts you got
Look good enough to eat

You don't give a fuck
You just want to Bust
What about love
What about trust

When the whole of your soul begins to rot
Can you live with all the greed
You don't really want control, but the gold, of when you pop
Good enough to make you scream
And I know the road of when she starts, sliding off her jeans
And I know to slow before she starts, making all my dreams

You don't give a fuck
You just want to Bust
What about love
What about trust

What about Trust?
Whatever, Whatever
What about Trust?
Whatever, Whatever

Ask me why I'm never satisfied
Ask me why I'm never satisfied

You don't give a fuck
You just want to Bust
What about love
What about trust

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