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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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Lungs Like Gallows

 

Lungs Like Gallows

(album: Life Is Not A Waiting Room - 2008)


I give blood to prove to myself that I can matter to somebody else.
Is what makes a man the dirt on his hands?
If so, don't put your faith in the desert sand,
Because the wind is always blowing.
There are gallows deep inside my lungs, that's where I hung ambition.

Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door?
Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors,
So give me seven more.

I give blood not for the cause but to slowly give up the person I was.
Holding my breath won't help, everything went to hell,
So now I steal back pennies from the well because my wishes failed.
I am screaming at my own shadow to stop living like a ghost.

Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door?
Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors,
So give me seven more.

I don't need her; I'm not that desperate.
Come visit me in twenty years and maybe then
Cause I'm not done screaming yet
You can call off the intervention, cause I don't need your attention.

Is it luck that's knocking right on my back door?
Because I've been breaking mirrors since 1984.
I walk under ladders, I spill salt on sores
And I open my umbrella even when I am indoors,
So give me seven more.

I don't need her; I'm not that desperate.
I don't need her; I'm not that desperate.

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