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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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Zach Bryan

Sunday Afternoon

 

Sunday Afternoon


Take me out to see the stars I been dying to
Past few weeks I've given my last ounce of trying too
And everything I wanna say is always on the tip of my tongue tied, twisted tongue
Like how I miss my old friends and the blood rush of being young

And I'm just gonna be honest for the first time in a while
I miss the way her home smelled, her southern accent, the way she made me smile
But now I'm coming home all alone tired to my bones, country roads treat me fair
I haven't even the seen the gravestone that I paid to have placed there

He said, "Son don't you miss that southern sun keeping you warm
Before you ever sang a word and the lines of liars formed "
But those cicadas in the back acres, are waiting on you
And every damn word of the bird hunter still rings true

It's kind of hard finding God once you get sober
I know I'm not a good man, but I know I'm one step closer
You seem to know me so well now that I'm doing okay
But I heard silence on the phone when you heard me struggle yesterday
Yeah, I heard silence on the phone when you heard me struggle yesterday

Won't you take me out to see the stars I been dying to
The past few weeks I've given my last ounce of trying to
Everything I wanna say is always on the tip of my tied up twisted tongue
Like how I miss my old friends, and the blood rush of being young

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