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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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Petite Mort

 

Petite Mort

(album: II - 2012)


Petit mort, I'm asking for an answer
Petit mort, you sang until you slept
Petit mort, you took yourself, you bastard
Petit mort, now sleeping's all that's left

You took apart the sympathetic angle
You catered to the bitterness inside
Resigned yourself to depths I couldn't handle
A million daily deaths before you'll die

Gathered a bouquet of roses and posies, and straightened my tie
When I got there, you were nowhere I could find

Through layer after layer of subconscious
I hunted for a reason in the woods
I tore apart the map and started backwards
I couldn't picture living there for good

I left you there to finish setting fires
I left you there to propagate your lie
I left you there 'cause honey, I was tired
I left you but that doesn't make it right

I remember your bedroom, ivy and clover
You kept me alive
Knives drawn, the butcher world waited outside

Petit mort, I'm asking for an answer
Petit mort, you sang until you slept
And petit mort, you took yourself, you bastard
Now petit mort, sleeping's all that's left

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