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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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Cool Knife Bro

 

Cool Knife Bro

(album: Just Popping In To Say Hi - 2021)


I want to brush my hair some more, but I'm scared it might fall out
I want to paint my face again, but I'm scared that they might shout
I dream of being being pretty
More than I do of thriving
I dream of being remembered
More than I do of surviving

I cross and cross and cross these trails
And cross, we cross the paths
Retread through all the footsteps where once we were so sad
It's nice to revisit
It's nice to replant
But do I guard all my trauma like a spineless sycophant

In busy rooms all they're to me, I still feel misunderstood
But it's ungrateful brain and chosen pain to say I feel unloved
I might be often drama king
I may mope and pout and crumble
Even in improving circumstance
I still find myself discrumpled

I dig and dig, dig out my brain
With primordial soup spoon
Phantasmagoric memories slowly detombed
And endlessly I rewrite all my histories of you
Unstable causality breathes into tapestries untrue
And soon I'm sure the guilt I feel just comes from my disposition
With these profanum [?] dichotomies they're just my own condition
Some days I feel the hero, other days I feel the villain
Perhaps we both are mutually instigator and the victim

I want to think so fickle, and live just aesthetic life
Because this self-analysis it cuts through me like a knife
That slices so mathematically into these perfect halves
And the binary of thinking can tear my head apart

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