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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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Elliot Moss

Dogcatcher

 

Dogcatcher

(album: A Change In Diet - 2020)


My window's full of bricks
That spoil sun and sound
My face pressed against the glass
See the dogcatcher walk the grounds

Run boy, run boy
Get lost before you're found
I can't eat another sirloin or chuck
They bring home from the pound

He lives on
Dotted lines drawn softly on your skin
Blood clean from her hands
Breast in the sink
Timing meat so red it still barks

Some nights I plan my escape
To islands
With fourteen hour days
To islands hidden in some whitish haze
Beaches home to dead-end strays

My window's full of bricks
That spoil sun and sound
My face pressed against the glass
I see dogcatchers all around
I see dogcatchers all around
I see dogcatchers all around

Run boy, run boy
Get lost before you're found
I cannot eat another friend or foe
They'll cut you at the pound
They'll cut you at the pound
They'll cut you at the pound

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?