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おめでとう!私はリルキットです!

英単語を覚えるために色々な方法を試した結果、私にとって最も効果的な方法を見つけました。

私たちは、これまでの人生で聞いてきた歌の歌詞をすべて記憶の中にすでに持っています。私たちは単にそれらに注意を払っていなかっただけですが、私たちは皆すでにそれらを聞いています。

以前に聞いたことのある歌から新しい単語を学ぶと、その単語の翻訳を永遠に知っていて、決して忘れないことに気づきました。

この方法を皆さんにもシェアしたいと思います。したがって、スキームは次のとおりです。

すでに聞いたことのある曲を見つけます。

それらの未知の単語をすべて追加します。

記憶力ゲームのミニテストに合格しました。終わり

たくさんの単語を知ったので、言語全体をすぐに理解できるようになります。

きっとこの方法の効果に驚かれると思います!)

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Note To Cell

 

Note To Cell

(アルバム: Greater Than - 2018)


Lie there and wallow in decay
Watch the surroundings turn to grey
Pick apart every piece of the past so you
Can justify the feeling if you're guilty or not
It's like your locked up, monitored by your thoughts
Ready to testify against you cause you can't seem to stop
Just hold up, stand back, think clear
The irony is
You won't get out of here
The irony is

You won't break me
My note to cell, I'm screaming
You won't make me
A criminal
So empty
Reliving history
But you won't make me
A criminal
A criminal

See I am not my mind
So my thoughts will not define
Any part or piece of poetic justice this time I've done my time
Losing it inside
The crypt I call my mind
So I'm leaving it behind
I'm leaving it behind
Imma hold up, stand back, think clear
The irony is
You won't get out of here
The irony is

You won't break me
My note to cell, I'm screaming
You won't make me
A criminal
So empty
Reliving history
But you won't make me
A criminal
A criminal

You won't break me
My note to cell, I'm screaming
You won't make me
You won't make me!

So he's staring through the bars
Waiting til his time's right
Might only get one chance
Give a fuck about the limelight
He bides his time til he's in line to get something to eat
Then stops, stands back, starts thinking on his feet
Looks up, finds the biggest thought guarding the place
Walks over with a smile as he dashes the plate
Rocks back his arms, cause he's ready to break
Then fucking bangs him round the face with a dinner tray
Grab the keys, makes his way straight to the gate
You can hear the hounds barking as he makes the escape
But every dog has his day and this bitch won't break
So he changes the direction but he slips on the plate

You won't break me
My note to cell, I'm screaming
You won't make me
A criminal (the irony is)
A criminal (the irony is)
We're not criminals, not criminals
We're not criminals, not criminals (the irony is)
We're not criminals, not criminals (the irony is)
We're not criminals, not criminals
We're not criminals, not criminals
We're not criminals, not criminals
We're not criminal

終わり

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