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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

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The Faint

Casual Sex

 

Casual Sex

(album: Blank-Wave Arcade - 1999)


Casual sex
Is it irrational? (Yes!)
I think it's time to find out why
And soon I fall asleep, it's nighttime

In a dream there's a dolphin
And a soldier, they're walking
Through the sand and toward a morgue
In an office there's a hostess who has
Carried our friend
And wheeled him into a drawer
She pulls his file
The air is cold
Down the aisle we follow her
I'm thinking casual sex the feeling
Casual sex the soldier's life's the same as mine
And he's attracted to a nun

But the feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
A new wave soldier's standing next to a young nun
The nun just has to pace
Her gothic skirt over her legs
They're getting warmer toward the insides
And their tops

"The inexistence of time" is not a painting, it's life
They're into robes and gloves
Goblet glass and crosses

The feeling of sex is nothing possible yet
A new wave soldier is standing next to a young nun
The sound of her voice
And the handle of the robe
Are getting thinner as the whip begins to speak
The nun just strikes a pose
The soldier's helmet hits the floor
He's walking backward
Until he's pinned against stained glass

done

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