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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

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The Menzingers

High School Friend

 

High School Friend

(album: Hello Exile - 2019)


Raising hell in Wayne county
With a copper on our tail
Hoping that he drives on by me
But knowing this town he'll probably throw us in jail

We're both so paranoid in our hometown
There's so much unclaimed baggage at the carousels
And though we're guilty of nothing we feel like fugitives running
Towards the Great White North or a border town in Mexico

There's former you, there's former me
We're telling tales of revisionist history
Ah, remember the days we couldn't hardly wait to end?

I was getting fucked up with a high school friend
Wondering where all the good times went
I was getting fucked up with a high school friend
Wondering where all the good times went

We left town the minute we turned 18
We moved to different corners of the country
Now we come back for holidays and funerals
So much has changed but Wayne county's still the same

Driving down 191
There's an old memory of someone
As a little white cross just popping out from the bend

I was getting fucked up with a high school friend
Wondering where all the good times went
I was getting fucked up with a high school friend
Wondering where all the good times went

Don't let the overwhelming sorrow shred all hopes of tomorrow
Don't let 'em tell ya how to live your life
'Cause they may never understand but it's okay because I do
We know all the ups and downs each other have been through

I was getting fucked up with a high school friend
Wondering where all the good times went
I was getting fucked up with a high school friend
Wondering where all the good times went

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