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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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Martyr

 

Martyr

(album: The Junkyard Chandelier - 2003)


It's time to collect the bones
We don't mind because we can't go home
We choke on our shooting stars
But can't quit because we've come this far
We can't quit because we've come too far

A handful of apple cores
A mouthful of razor blades
We're always on the hunt for definitions of things
And whatever else it takes to waste away

There's nothing but holes in you
And that's why I can see straight through
And all of your miseries
Ain't worth much because you left them to me
Ain't worth much because you left them for me

One of these days you'll string me up (Badum)
Throw me to the wolves
My time is almost up (Badum)
The hourglass is full
And I think the wolves are saying Grace

They cut me up, but I feel alright
They chopped me up, but I feel alright
(You get what you pay for)
They strung me up, but I feel alright
(You get what you pay for)
They roped me up, but I feel alright
(Yeah you get what you pay for)
They chopped me up, but I feel alright
(You get what you pay for)
They cut me up, but I feel...

If I can't find a place to lay
Then I'll save you for another day
And if you're a mystery
Well don't fret, because that's okay by me
And we'll all die in stereo
And I'll probably be the first to go
And if I'm a martyr then
That's fine, 'cause you can borrow my sins
Yeah that's fine, 'cause you can borrow my sins

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