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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

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Who Fell Asleep In

 

Who Fell Asleep In

(album: Romance Is Boring - 2010)


She turned her back on the church and put all her faith in me,
At the back of the chapel where I taught her to screw and to blaspheme.
We turned our backs to the church with our trousers around our knees,
While screaming the scriptures, she said I was her favourite heresy.

In a note I read: "If you should go blind and deaf,
I'll cleanse and I'll bathe you and I'll cook for you daily.
I will take a dry ballpoint pen and trace on your chest
All of the same conversations that we have now in bed".
I don't mean to be selfish, but I think I'd sooner just be dead.

Behind the tennis court, alongside the river, not a single live flower to see.
This is the one girl who woke up from all that and now falls asleep next to me.
But I swear now, every time that I kiss her, she feels her god breathe on her shoulder.
It pains me, but I'm sure she's still yours.

She said she wanted a sea burial, not grass and hypodermics to her hips.
I pruned the ivy from your grandmother's tomb,
More tender and careful than the superstitious
Ripped you from your mothers womb.

In a note I wrote: "I think too much about the end,
But being around it made me feel like I'm coping.
Now when I view the cemetery I don't see headstones, I see
Rows of engraved milk teeth, hungry, waiting for me".
And though I am fearful, I think I just crave the relief.

Behind the tennis court, alongside the river, a paper flower's still a beautiful thing.
This is the one girl who woke up from all that and now falls asleep next to me.
But I swear now, every time that I kiss her, she feels her god breathe on her shoulder.
It pains me, but I'm sure she's still yours.

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