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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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The Flatliners

He Was A Jazzman

 

He Was A Jazzman

(album: Cavalcade - 2010)


I see you gripping tight to the rails of your hospital bed
You move so slow
You say the pain you feel is too great to be inside your head
I know, I know

You move so slow
Yeah

It don't mean anything to me
We start to die when we begin to breathe
But I'll keep scratching at your sympathy

I'll wander these white halls
Scale all the walls for a thread of hope
Wrap it around myself
And cross my fingers I don't choke

I'd pray if it meant anything to me
One day I'll die and finally see
What all the fuss is about
Prepare yourself for the big sleep

It don't mean anything to me
We start to die when we begin to breathe
But I'll keep scratching at your sympathy
Until you're good and ready to leave

Until you feel a lot like me
Yeah

With curved eyes, I smile
As a bad excuse sits next to you
Grinning crooked teeth
They'll all be gone soon

As the door handle swings
I'm having trouble hearing you
You think I'm crazy, don't you?

Count your bones and clean 'em good
It's come to this, just like we knew it would
We knew it would, we knew it would

The world's become a hospital
Will someone medicate us please?
I'd pray if it meant anything to me

One day I'll die and finally see
What all the fuss is about
Prepare yourself for the big sleep

It don't mean anything to me
We start to die when we begin to breathe
Yeah

Gotta count your bones and clean 'em good
It's come to this just like we knew it would
Yeah

It don't mean anything to me
We start to die when we begin to breathe
Yeah

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