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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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Siberian Kiss

 

Siberian Kiss

(album: Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Silence - 2000)


Give me back my pictures of me
Me, you, and him that makes three
It figures the wheezing will measure your rate of depress
And I hope that you know
Like a bitch in heat I hope she knows

So put another penny in and turn the crank
Until the frames cease to move
And the movie turns into a photo
A photo the size of a kiss I hope she knows

Staring at this Parisian sex flick
Where the characters don't meet
The characters don't speak
And the characters are like mirrors facing mirrors:
Space always expanding

So put another coin in and turn the crank
Until the frames cease to move
And the movie turns into a photo
A photo the size of my fist I hope she knows

A hiccup in paradise
I keep you jealously to myself
In a photo the size of a kiss
A kiss in the shape of a bullet

On phone lines and letterhead
I'm dying about, I'm dying about
On phone lines and letterhead
I'm dying about, I'm dying about

I've watched you whore yourself for one more thing
Why don't you sell yourself for one more?
There's always one more thing. Why don't you sell yourself?
If I can't have you, no one will

Pushing a lover to love another
Are you turned on?
Are you turned on?
Pushing a lover to love another
Are you turned on?
Are you turned on?

A hiccup in paradise
I keep you jealously to myself
In a photo the size of a kiss
A kiss in the shape of a bullet

On phone lines and letterhead
I'm dying about, I'm dying about
On phone lines and letterhead
I'm dying about, I'm dying about

A hiccup in paradise
I keep you jealously to myself
In a photo the size of a kiss
A kiss in the shape of a bullet

I keep you jealously to myself
I keep you jealously to myself
I keep you jealously to myself
I keep you jealously to myself

A kiss in the shape of a bullet

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