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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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Penelope Scott

Hammerhead

 

Hammerhead

(album: The Junkyard 2 - 2020)


All I really know
Is that I'm never coming home
And I'm sorry that I didn't tell you so
I'm gonna go and get an internship
And then I'll get a job
And then I'll pack all of my shit up
And fucking go

I'll go to Mexico
I'll go to Canada
I'll mail myself to New York City in a box
You'll never hear from me again
Save for an envelope I'll send
Containing fifty billion dollars
And some photographs of dogs

For half of my short life
I've kept a drawer in my room
For all the little trinkets I consider gold
Photographs, bottle caps
Lanyards, flowers, crumbled maps
Things that look particularly old
The plan has always been
That I should throw them out the window
If the building were to catch on fire
Given the dogs are safe outside
But the drawer is full of trash
And I could turn it all to ashes
For the fleeting joy I'd get
From adding more smoke to the sky

I'll go to Mexico
I'll go to Canada
I'll mail myself to New York City in a box
You'll never hear from me again
Save for an envelope I'll send
Containing fifty billion dollars
And some photographs of dogs

Well, sharks are
Smooth if you pet them one way
They are spiky pet the other
And my mom said
That if they stop moving they'll die

Hammerheads swim past
I've got my face up against the glass
As I whisper to my sisters "as will I"

I'll go to Mexico
I'll go to Canada
I'll mail myself to New York City in a box
They'll never hear from me again
Save for an envelope I'll send
Containing fifty billion dollars
And some photographs of dogs

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