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Ik heb veel manieren geprobeerd om Engelse woorden te onthouden en vond de meest effectieve voor mij!

We hebben alle woorden van de liedjes die we ons hele leven hebben gehoord al in ons geheugen. We hebben er simpelweg geen aandacht aan besteed, maar we horen ze allemaal al!

Ik merkte dat wanneer je een nieuw woord leert uit een liedje dat je al eerder hebt gehoord, je de vertaling van dit woord al voor altijd kent en je het nooit zult vergeten!

Deze methode wil ik met je delen. Het schema is dus als volgt.

We vinden liedjes die we al gehoord hebben.

We voegen alle onbekende woorden ervan toe.

We slagen voor minitests van geheugenspellen. klaar

Nu je veel woorden kent, zul je heel snel de hele taal leren kennen!

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The Shit That You Hate

 

The Shit That You Hate

(album: Vacation - 2011)


My telephone's been abuzz all morning
And I don't know who is trying to get through
I did some shit that I should have done smarter
But they get away with everything
So I thought I could get away, I thought I could get away too

Down in the gulf there's a black sea monster
And my crime ain't huge, a world tattered cube
That I didn't affix with a shiny new sticker
Go swallow the summer and choke on the fumes
Because they get away with everything that they do

So hold onto your home, it's shaky, I know
But if you flee, trash will follow
Hold onto your home, it's shaky, I know
But if you flee, trash will follow
The winds that you left in your wake and you'll fall down again

Oh, the office called, you're in deep, deep trouble
The shit you're afraid of has made you hateful
And you're letting on, tired eyes, all spiteful
And nobody cares, we all got sorrows

So hold onto your home and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems
Hold onto your home and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems
Hold onto your home and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems
Hold onto your home and onto your hope
Sorrow don't answer problems

Nobody cares, we're all in trouble
The shit that you hate don't make you special
Nobody cares, we're all in trouble
The shit that you hate don't make you special
Nobody cares, we're all in trouble
The shit that you hate don't make you special
Nobody cares, we're all in trouble
The shit that you hate don't make you special

The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate
The shit that you hate
The shit that you hate don't make you special
The shit that you hate
The shit that you hate

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