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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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Man Of Virtue

 

Man Of Virtue

(album: Hail Mary - 2015)


Dying to live, trying to fit narrow
Dying to live the definition.
I won't be conned, I won't be ensnared.
To tell you the truth, you make me sick.
To tell you the truth you still have nothing.
You are violent but I feel nothing.
Your entitlement
I owe you nothing.
I watch you deflate and I see nothing.
You're not my Saviour this time.No.
No point in trying to fix this narrow snare.
You're still slack-jawed, listless and soft.
Man of virtue. I will hurt you.
And my heart is too cold
And I lack a gentle touch
And I do not exist as a constant to your crutch.
I disregard your moral failings. If you couldn't get it up.
And my heart is too cold
And I lack the sympathy.
It's too small.
It would split if I would give you what you need.
The constant to your crutch, if you can't get it up.
You're failing.
You can't control the clutch.
I lack a tender heart. Can you function with no backbone?
I have no consolation.
I'm running out of patience.
Can't control the clutch.
So soft and slack-jawed.
My conscience is crystal clear.
My conscience is fucking crystal clear.

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