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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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The Faint

Acting: On-Campus Television

 

Acting: On-Campus Television

(album: Media - 1998)


Campus is getting bigger
They are working on it all the time
Acting on the TV
I can see their faces
Red alert, the siren's loud
The drafted are all coming back
This job takes dedication

When things start with no beginning
It doesn't mean that they aren't true
As the current through the atlas
Nips the wrist with a fork through it
Half the battles fueled with hate
Many loathsome fights were sacred
Shout the crew who hold their swatches
They paint on the set and cry

Ice is plastic enough to try to sculpt with it
The color curdles and waves drip down
And I'm still thinking about the time a scene takes them
The dormitories are awful quiet

Acting on the TV
And he's not pretending
I'm convinced that there's not someone else beneath
The pixeled screen
An army edit
The set was finished last

Ice is plastic enough to try to sculpt with it
Color curdles and waves drip down
I'm still thinking about the time a scene takes them
The dormitories are awful quiet

And these swollen eyes
And static lens
They blink when there's nothing but TV
We beg for it
To calm us down
And believe that it's real what they're doing
These swollen eyes
And static lenses
They blink on and off and off and on

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