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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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John Maus

Sleep

 

Sleep

(album: Love Letters From Hell - 2000)


My eyes, they swell like pregnant breasts
When the sun stirs me from my gentle rest
My skin, it smells like black sick meat

And when I wake it wears like wooly putty
To die a rotting smelly sack of silly flesh that looks like sickness
With yellow jackets pecking at my mumps disease
And from my mouth my tongue is hanging
Like a starving cord of nerves
ooooo ooooooo oooooo ooooooooooooo

I would be happy
Mired in bacterial death
Wheezing in the ejaculation like a lion after feasting
Yes, I would be happy
Oh, if only I could shoot the sun through the navel and pull its guts right through it
With an anger
Sleep hibernates the juices and the starches and the organs
While wild prostitutes
Gallop in the firepits
Of my head
Beating drums and shooting stars
Out of the mouths

My eyes, they swell like pregnant breasts
When the sun stirs me from my gentle rest
My skin, it smells like black sick meat
To die a rotting smelly sack of meat

done

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