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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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The Art Of Losing

 

The Art Of Losing

(album: The Dying Things We Live For - 2015)


If it wasn't for this bad luck that hangs up over my head,
I'd have no luck but maybe once I'd hope for the best.
What would it take to change my expiration date?
Sick of borrowing time I will never repay.
There's an art to losing every single thing you love.
Where do you turn when all you're left with is bad blood?
Is this what it's like, to be put back on the shelf?
Left to collect the dust of someone else.
The light in the back of the tunnel quickly fades to black.
Seasons change as I'm left in the past.
There's no home sweet home when you're sinking underneath like a stone.
Sinking down, sinking down alone.
There's no home sweet home.
Nothing left to believe in.
Everything I know is slipping away.
Right down the drain.
Is this all in vain?
Nothing left to fight for.
Every new chance brought another door, slammed in my face.
Yet I still came back for more.
Too stubborn to swallow my pride.
Afraid to admit that I've been set aside.
Taken out of the limelight.
What would it take to change my expiration date?
Sick of borrowing time that I will never repay.
There's an art to losing every single thing you love.
Where do you turn when all you're left with is bad blood?
Nothing left to believe in.
Nothing left to fight for

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