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Cute Without The "E" (Cut From The Team)


Your lipstick, his collar.. don't bother Angel
I know exactly what goes on

When everything you'll get is
everything that you've wanted, princess
(well which would you prefer)
My finger on the trigger, or
(me face down, down across your floor)
Me face down, down across your floor
(me face down, down across your floor)
Well just so long as this thing's loaded

And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinking,
this all was only wishful thinking
And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinking,
this all was only wishful thinking
let's go...

Don't bother trying to explain Angel
I know exactly what goes on when you're on and
How about I'm outside of your window
(how about I'm outside of your window)
Watching him keep the details covered
You're such a sucker (you're such a sucker)
for a sweet talker, yeah

And will you tell all your friends
you've got your gun to my head
This all was only wishful thinking,
this all was only wishful thinking
(the only thing that I regret is that I, I never let you hold me back)

Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you'll never love me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know you'll never love me
Hoping for the best just hoping nothing happens
A thousand clever lines unread on clever napkins
I will never ask if you don't ever tell me
I know you well enough to know...

Why can't I feel anything
from anyone other than you?
Why can't I feel anything
from anyone other than you?

And all of this was all your fault
And all of this

(Makes things worse)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason
I just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason
I just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life
(she'll destroy us all before she's through
and find a way to blame somebody else)
I stay wrecked and jealous for this,
for this simple reason
I just need to keep you in mind
as something larger than life!


(Taking Back Sunday - Tell All Your Friends)

(Puntos suspensivos.....)

cantamos la canción mientras suena...

Epale Gabriel! hace tiempo que paso por tu blog, y hoy te dejo este comment porque me gustaría ponerme en contacto contigo para conversar un pelo acerca de Urbe Bikini, debo decir que me gustaba tu trabajo y hoy ocupo ese puesto por lo que unos tips no están demás. Un saludo Bro.

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Te leo y me pongo a pensar. Los latinoamericanos somos más dados al cuento que a la novela.
Sé que la novela es más comercial, pero creo que el cuento corto encierra mucho más y creo que a los latinos se nos hace más fácil que al resto. ¿Será porque no tenemos memoria histórica? Quién sabe.
Hace poco escribí una novela. Pero haciéndola descubrí que siento más placer en la poesía y en el relato corto. Por eso escribí un libro titulado "Loco estás tú, poemas y relatos cortos para leer en voz alta". Aunque estoy pendiente de tu novela, también quiero decirte que un libro de cuentos o poemas es lo que más me gustaría leer de Gabriel Torrelles.

senor torrelles cuando nos dara algo para leer... no nos hagas esperar por la novela ... hehe escribe algo mientras sale ....

Hola amigo, ya veo que también fuiste participante seleccionado de la III Semana de la Nueva Narrativa Urbana. Un abrazo. Espero que nos podamos ver por allá.

No conocía tu blog. Me ha gustado mucho.

Disculpa, el mensaje de Jessica es mío, mi nombre es Ricardo Román. Lo que pasa es que tenía la sesión de mi hermana abierta cuando posteé.

Un abrazo nuevamente, nos leemos.

buenas sr. Torrelles.
acabo de leer su entrevista en Urbe.
Bastante interesante.
se le desea lo mejor desde aqui en Mérida.
ojala su trabajo sea uno de los pioneros, para destrozar las puertas, y darle paso de una nueva generación de artistas.
espero su libro.
Exito..

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