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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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Another Offensive Song

 

Another Offensive Song

(album: If I'm The Devil... - 2016)


Another offensive song. Another not enough.
Another big mouth poet screaming, but it's never loud enough for them
to hear us when we're all down here.
So claw your way out.

It's not my emotions.
It ain't just in my head.
Let's make a motion.
We closed mouths we'll never see it.
Part time devotion.
Even if you stay long enough to show them.
They just don't want to see it.

I used to want it all, until I'd had enough.
Now I'm longing for that feeling.
A healthy dose of losers lust.

Well I don't care about being fair. Do you?
It's just another song.
A song about distrust, but this time
I'm sure you'll hear it
when it's blowing up the airwaves or in your face.
We'll rip your eardrums out.

It's not my emotions.
It ain't just in my head.
Let's make a motion.
We closed mouths we'll never see it.
Part time devotion.
Even if you stay long enough to show them.
They just don't want to see it.

This ain't just a hypocritical complaint
where you can say that the pot is calling the kettle black.
No it is not. But this is a scenario
where you can say the cop is calling the killer
“Black”, “Hispanic”, “Asian”, “Caucasian”,
and if you've got it really bad “Other”.

It's not my emotions.
It ain't just in my head.
Let's make a motion.
We closed mouths we'll never see it.
Part time devotion.
Even if you stay long enough to show them.
They just don't want to see it.

To love a man as a man or to live as that man who knows she's a woman,
this ain't about these “types” of people.
It's about all of us, as a people.

Those words might get you shot.
Your skin might get you shot.
Who you fuck might get you shot.
My big mouth will probably get me shot.
Write songs that tear through.
Speak words that scare you.
Stoke the fire, I dare you.
Kill me off,
This movement can't be stopped.

klaar

Heb je alle onbekende woorden uit dit nummer toegevoegd?