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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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Cock Robin

Hunting Down A Killer

 

Hunting Down A Killer

(album: First Love Last Rites - 1989)


I'd settle for a strand of hair lying on a pillow case
Just one, to understand why I can't sleep
If I could find a cigarette left burning in an ashtray
That would be enough proof for me
That would be enough

Hunting down a killer
I'm working out the truth
Hunting down a killer
But I haven't got a clue
No, I haven't got a clue

If I could catch a silhouette moving behind closed
Blinds
I'm sure I'd find another moving jointly
I would take an honest man that fumbles for an alibi
If I believed he just might be
If I believed

Hunting down a killer
I'm working out the truth
Hunting down a killer
But I haven't got a clue
No, I haven't got a clue

I will find those illusive hands
That tear at the insides
Of some pitiful man
Oh, so handsome
So much that it hurts
With hands that seize and illegally search

Hunting down a killer
I'm working out the truth
Hunting down a killer, yeah
But I haven't got a clue
No, I haven't got a clue

I haven't

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