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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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Teddy Hyde

Target

 

Target

(album: Splittsville - 2020)


A slew of hoppers in the pond
But I'm like a super shopper mom
'Cause once I've found my target, I don't even think about (themall)

I'm used to hopping in my car
'Cause where I shop is often far
Perhaps I choose my target so I don't stay drinking at the bar

There's something about the drive that blinds the iris blues
A store fit to patronize provides me my excuse
A morbid and glamorized disguise of self abuse

When I arrive they're always closed
It's no surprise, it's something I'd already known
But still, I pull the doors my hardest, cause I can't stand camping out alone

I'll be sunny once you open up
Until then I'll hold my dough
'Cause what I need must be inside
Or maybe I myself provide
What I seek from Target, and maybe all I have to do is try

There's something about the drive that blinds the iris blues
A store fit to patronize provides me my excuse
A morbid and glamorized disguise of self abuse

done

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