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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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Get Scared

Cynical Skin

 

Cynical Skin

(album: Built For Blame, Laced With Shame - 2012)


Talk candy in my ear.
Come on.
Come on.
I want your toxic, talk sick baby.
I know those gospel lips can change me.

Look to the right of me okay?
We got exhibit "A"
She.
She ain't okay today.

And to the left
The left of me,
We got exhibit "B"
Oh she's a mess,
to say the least.
She's got her daddy's
Money Money Money.
Honey I think you should run.
I think you should run.

Look oh Look around, You're lost
but never found, no.
6 feet below the ground,
where you avoid your problems.

Look right in front of me.
We got Exhibit "C"
Anorexic, obsessed with magazines.
And when I look over here,
oh my god that's me in the mirror.
No no no ladies and gentlemen
this is my fear.
My eyes and ears.

Honey I think you should run, run.

Look, oh, look around you're lost
but never found, no.
6 feet below the ground,
where you avoid your problems.

Look, oh, look around you're lost
but never found, no.
6 feet below the ground,
where you will never solve them.

(I know you don't wanna' hear this but just listen)

The last contendent.
Bad for us.
Bad for you.
This capillary root.
Could root up
All the little
Puzzle pieces
Of what you've been through.

Your hair all up in knots,
don't ever say you're not,
oh just a nothing
Cause I swear downstairs you're something

That's egotistic, cynical.
I'm getting
out of control.
Out of control.
Out of control.

Look, oh, look around you're lost
but never found, no.
6 feet below the ground,
where you avoid your problems.

Look, oh, look around you're lost
but never found, no.
6 feet below the ground,
where you will never solve them.

Look, oh, look around you're lost
but never found, no.
6 feet below the ground,
where you avoid your problem.

Out of control.
I've got control.

done

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