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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

Christ Punchers

 

Christ Punchers

(album: Division Of Spoils - 2015)


Will someone help him down?
Take those stakes out and lose the crown.
Give it up you know that no one here believes you.

You haven't got a clue
How long your tricks will stick around.
It's swimming confusion in all your people now.

Well I believe, I believe in reality.
Yeah, I believe, I believe
We're all addicted in the end to vulnerability.

Sunday bells are ringing out.
Dress up in your best dependency
To point your finger at the world's hilarity.

These stories that serve as your mold
Are absolutely nothing more
Than ink on paper, truth be told.

Well I believe, I believe in reality.
Yeah, I believe, I believe...
Dear Mother, I am sorry.

Well I believe, I believe in reality.
Yeah, I believe, I believe
That this is all just a historical forgery.

Let's resurrect our faith
In the air we breath,
And not a man in the sky, oh please.

This is a celebration
Of our belief in reality.
Life can be quite simple.
Why don't you pull up a chair and see?

Turning water into wine in ancient times
Just don't sound too holy to me, I'm sorry.
I'll waste my time otherwise on Sunday.

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