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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 Gaslight Anthem

Stray Paper

 

Stray Paper

(album: Get Hurt - 2014)


You better never tell nobody but God,
All the things I've seen.
From high above this haunted city,
Under elected thrones of thieves.

Where mighty men lay down their hearts
In the service of their queens.
And gave their bodies to be burned
Like I did before your feet.

Like she always tried for me,
Like now she does for me.

And underneath the tyranny of august and her sons,
Who sent fire from their fingertips in the holy vow of a teenage kiss.
Now we're much too old for this,
And I don't feel those kinds of things.

So don't you cry for me,
I used to feel everything.

Oh but love... (run, run, run)
Oh but love... (run, run, run)
Oh but love... Love, love, love becomes...
Oh but love... Love, love, love becomes...
Love, love, love becomes...
Love, love, love becomes...
And all my love becomes...
And all my love, my love...
Became blood on stray paper.
Became blood on stray paper.
Became blood on stray paper.
Became blood on stray paper.
Became blood on stray paper.
Became blood on stray paper.

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