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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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Chaos

 

Chaos

(album: From The North - 2015)


Six-figure salary and still not fed up with insanity.
Sound like you are mentally ill and I still wonder why you keep chasing the dollar bill.
So fix your lips your hips, acting like 20 and you can't come to grips with the plague ordinary people call age.
You are working overtime, as a banker.
Organized crime, leather shoes, expensive watch, big mansion, still you cry at night.

How sweet, your kids in the backseat while you smoke and work on the next tweet.
Everyone in the gang so happy, then it ends with a bang.
A piece of processed food in the corner of your mouth,
When you pushed her south and because the man that you did not plan.

It was like you could not command your own body. You could not withstand.
Done, when done, cash in the hand, zip your pants up, back to a happy marriage and family land.

Let it be said, you should be dead.
Let it be said, they should be dead.

When I feel down and low, in the city of cold where the snow falls, and no flowers seem to grow.
We try to go out on tour, we try to ignore the insecure media whores burning out of control.

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