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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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Cringey Wincer

 

Cringey Wincer

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


Oh I got too hyped up again
I felt too good and made a silly old fool
Egg on my face, foot in my mouth
Acting like a child
Don't play games
Don't be purile
I will undermine myself
Check out my self sabotage
Inviting you to witness what I will cringe at in the future
Sharing broken karaoke of the old self that you wince at
Butcher the past, dig up old long-Gones
To see how detached you've become
The feel cycles between fraudulent and entitled
And I am saved and sometimes shamed by perspective
Boastfully introspective
Lace my palm with silver and I'll sing a song about how shit I am
A contrived analysis of me where words and themes repeat
All my bursts of joy are quickly met with regret
And bursts of openness and creativity and all my first attempts
And soon I'm asking what of what I've made really needed to exist?
I can feel my pride and shame are too closely interlinked

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Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?