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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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Lady Thursday

 

Lady Thursday

(album: Made In Love - 2023)


Down
We take it down
My dear, you know
We take it down, down
Ay

Yeah, she was a failed poet being railroaded at a drug trial
Exchanging their high engagement for micropayments
Pulling hallucinogens from a dung pound
'Boutta lose it again like what now?
Looking for a lower God to jump down, and I
Pulled up look at this record brick of kief, she's in disbelief
Yeah I went from red Corvette to a patronage in a nut house
From international flights, an underwater mortgage, and a bus route
As far as that dumb shit, I gotta full dose during that pilot study
Here's a pro-tip, them slow pokes don't know shit, I didn't depend on private monies
I thought my medical marijuana racket was pretty much recession proof
Now I'm tryna be strong in the eyes for the trophy wives in a Texas suit
I've been shining the windows of this Lexus coup
A resentment fallout which reels off in a endless loop and you know that's the truth, my dear

The trillionaire triage cackle as they slut shame mother nature
With you forever fearing that whether we're eating where the dustbowl's your undertaker
But I sink my hands in the cold of clay
Take a roll in the hay with a love maker
I feel you
You need me
(We're together)

Yeah, she was a failed poet being railroaded at a drug trial
Exchanging their high engagement for micropayments
Pulling hallucinogens from a dung pound
'Boutta lose it again like what now?
Looking for a lower God to jump down, and I
Pulled up—
Pulled up—
Yeah I went from red Corvette to a patronage in a nuthouse

Down
We take it down
Pulled up—
Breathe
[?]

done

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