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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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The Black Angels

Sunday Evening

 

Sunday Evening

(album: Clear Lake Forest - 2014)


What if I told you that everything you know
Isn't even really true?

I don't think that you think much, do ya?
You don't think that I notice, do ya?

And if I told you that nothing matters in the end

I'm not sure if you care much, do ya?
I don't guess that you scare much, do ya?

I'm so tired of those fears I have, dear
I'm so tired of those fears we have, dear

I can do what you can
Even if my beliefs are broken
Even if my pockets broke too
I can do anything that you can do

One day, some Sunday, you'll realize you taste death
And just one day away from you

Then I think that you care more, won't ya?
I'm pretty sure that you'll pay more, won't ya?

Well, who would you ask if you had to find the truth?

I don't know that you know much, do ya?
Not that anyone does, now do they?

I'm so tired of your fears you have, dear
I am tired of those fears we have, dear
We're on fire 'cause those fears they have, dear

I can do what you can
Even if my beliefs are broken
Even if my pockets broke too
I can do anything that you can do
Looking into the future
I got a wild thought in my head
It turns me up like a fine machine
Turn me off like a worship machine

Show someone else your loin
Watch their head hit the floor
Pray to, pray what for
Watch all heads hit the floor
Keys, all gold and more
Love us, not what for
All the way past Sunday evening
All the way to Monday's door

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