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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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Retail Hell

 

Retail Hell

(album: Homebound - 2012)


It pays the lowest wage
Its considered a job
10x10 foot cage
They say it's better than the rest
I'm a part time slave at best
Over worked and under-paid

No matter what you say
I always end up wrong
Broke, no chance of gold
So let's play the same old game
Of who's going home alone
It's your soul you've sold

This rent, this place
The pressure sinks in for days
And I'm lost again with no fucking answers
Somehow you make more than me
I travel for minimal shifts
And work my goddamn ass off
While you get to go on "sick leave"

At 9am this gate
Opens for the world
For the most part I still hate
And your turnover rate
We all know is a joke
So I'm spitting on its grave

No matter what you say
I always end up wrong
Broke, no chance of gold
So let's play the same old game
Of who's going home alone
It's your soul you've sold

If ranting on this stage
Means I'm doing something wrong
It's never felt so right
I'm just acting, acting my age
Crying in every song
My life's the saddest sight

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