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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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Flower in Hand

 

Flower in Hand

(album: Fist Me 'Til Your Hand Comes Out My Mouth - 2020)


Look at this flower in my hand
Outstretched without speaking
So eager to devour
I look upon the flower
Decode it wrong become the loser
It grows in girth, your hand it withers
More detached from now
Occasionally look up and dither
To bury, eating away
At your body and mind
So carefully nourished
Symbiotically entwined

Look at the flower, you say
Look at the flower, you say
Don't give it shade
Don't give it shade
This is the very thing that helps us get big
Don't give it shade
Don't give it shade
Don't give it shade
Don't give it shade

All objects that are extensions of me are broken
And here you berate me like a boomer
For the second life I hold in my hand
The one that gives us all we have planned
You criticise me, like all else that sustains you
Wince at the taste of your mother's boob
We travel and complain and point fingers
And we argue about privilege
Like the privileged like to do
Like the privileged like to do
That's me and you

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