The 60 Best Phrases of Skip the Bank

I leave you the best phrases of Skip the Banking (SLB), Argentine rock group of the Barrial style, formed in 2007 by Alberto Grammatico (guitar), Santiago Aysine (voice), Santiago"El Pili"Maggi (keyboardist) and Marcelo Scola (saxophone).

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The 60 Best Phrases of Skip the Bank

- I lose in your body; I relive in him. I feel fervent my desire to be. I invite you to perspire the magic we invent. I feel happiness in my hands. -Banking the Bank, Day Adventure.

That naivety blushes her shame. I presumed to be a tamer, but I preferred to be the lion, before that beautiful violence. -Banking the Bank, Day Adventure.

-I only have that train to paradise, an impenetrable van without its doors. And a waterproof sheet of hail, from a bed that used to be a boiler. -Banking the Bank, Illusion Illusion.

-If I do not have those little eyes that they showed, eternal sky for that diminished soul. Nor that kiss that, small, filled me. What am I going to do with this finished fable? -Banking the Bank, Illusion Illusion.

-I submit, well, to your delivery. He rescues me, drives me crazy and keeps me calm. We are not two now, our fires were fused in your bedroom. -Banking the Bank, Your delivery.

-I drink the whiskey of your tongue, and there just, with the stuffed soul I hold you. It's going to be that in a second of drunkenness, the agents of hell kidnap me.

-A burst of seductive bullets, they could not break an idiot shell. And with my security already in misery, we went for a coffee, together, the 3: you, me and your hysteria. -Banking the bank, who says?.

-You gave me a vacation in your bedroom. Gone was that idiocy of sleeping tail with tail. I met the most beautiful breasts in the world. About tastes there is nothing written, but about busts: Who said that you can not? -Banking the bank, who says?

-Because the night has to be the dawn, of the ghosts and specters. And there is only someone in these lands, who knows how to spoil the party. While you sleep, he is awake. I know him, he's the Sentinel. -Banking the Bank, The Sentinel.

- Being able to fly higher is impossible, really. There is no one who could undertake an astral voyage, as does my little black woman undressing a heart, which places me in the depths of the sun's lobby. - The Bank leaps, Lips of coffee.

-My life, a little dead, has revived by its eagerness, to give me misfortune by attacking its cruelty. The bed that we shelter, and no matter what, will be the place where we will always have to take off. -Banks out, Lips of coffee.

-The love was so well done, that infinite are the graces that will grant us. I undressed, finally, the erotic angel, with caresses of the most beautiful softness. -Banking off, Undressing an angel.

-Because I swear I learned something from life. And there is no worse mistake than idealizing. Today I enjoy knowing that you are real. And of everything real, you are my chosen one. -Banking the Bank, My chosen one.

-You taught me among other things, not to omit the truth. And that's why I'm writing to you. -Banking the Bank, My chosen one.

-We do not omit that December night. Souls pubescent in search of glory, were face to face with death, following a treacherous maelstrom. -Banking the bank, never repeat (30-12-04).

-I have the pleasure of sharing my adventures with a warrior, who with her heart, gives battle. And in a gesture of praise, I show him what I feel in the form of a song. -Banking the bank, You have to know.

- An unnecessary hysteria, as well as crazy, I left when I saw you. I felt havoc in my chest, from the most crazy frenzy. Abundance of promises, and a plea for help, to go together to the moon. -Banking the Bank, Train to Eden.

-My eyelashes to use, transport to our sky. Where they can not find us, neither the fears nor the scourge. -Banking the Bank, Stigma

-And our dream ruined by ourselves, which has pushed you to live in an inhospitable abyss. I will try to get me to have mercy, the poor guys look at each other with some indulgence. -Bank Break, Hurt.

-With a greedy pavote, there is no cause for scourging me, and I rummaged through its window, realizing that in the end. Merced is to contemplate it to Mercedes in its sauce, hippeando until the ardor, doing to the times of sun. -Banking the bank, Mercedes.

-And it is difficult to maintain that they are my peace, if to the war I have surrendered in the eagerness. To paint another color what will come, I swear that that day will come, and what will come will be of all equally. -Banking the bank, We went.

-We were team of noble spirit, always looting the laughter of others. Four soldiers of small height, but with temper and courage of giant. -Banking the bank, We went.

-Today I regret not trusting a sidereal omen, who shouted with determination to eliminate that evil. Cowards pay dearly for the misfortune of wishing themselves idealized, even when the magic is over. -Banking the Bank, Dream.

-You can see the dawn coming, caravan eves. You're going to screw up without any fuss, the one who muddies your mornings, who has to believe himself supreme and is the lackey of lies. -Banking the bank, let the bank jump.

-Sumate to put the little finger in the ass, the scoundrel who wants to fuck your future. Let's stain your sack, nail the anchor. That the rag triumphs that the bank jumps. -Banking the bank, let the bank jump.

- Which promotes among its lines, the rejection of my cultivation. But I ignore his apathy, which finds me reflective. And a parrot will make a nest, well below his navel. -Banking the bank, lacking asphalt.

-Iconsider ignorant who does not see reality, and who is silent when he knows I consider a criminal, who ignored that the artist who is inspired by your figure, is more despicable than the journalist who exploits his envestidura. -Bank Break, I consider

- Lack of limpid time the clock, which in my wrist lies irascible until ostensible my wrist is made. And time is the Devil, who plays at being God. -Banking the Bank, Solstice.

-On a Friday of winter, he showed complacency. The young woman spotted her barks. He noticed that with them, he could climb it. And it went up where few could achieve it. -Banking the Bank, From the tree.

-There are millions of gray fables. Not all culminate with wine and partridges. You can swear that there is nothing sadder. That an angel letting magic rot. -Banking the Bank, From the tree.

- Scapegoats of failure, of puppets without a corner, without the moon and its truth. We are the cuckoo of a few, who fill their bellies fondling goodness. -Banking the bank, we are.

- We are ruthless aphrodisiac, unkempt petites, Maximum vulgar expression. But it represents a good omen, well of my speech the outburst, that throws me your moral. -Bank jump, We are.

-Saboreaste the rejoicing of that incipient foray. You sogueabas the ring, and with that award, you were urging the dolls of his restricted film, to align with protect you was the beginning of your end. -Bank Break, Mea culpa.

-I take out tip to your waist, I make short your sweetie. If we are together that is deep, I spread like a yawn. For your liquor I lose my brains, if we are together there are no furrows. -Banking the bank, we'll be.

-We will be eternal, we will be hell. We will be the fire, we will be calm. We will be the grumble of the gil that grumbles. Because emotion is love for song. -Banking the bank, we'll be.

-The problem is that you are careless, and the most Heidi looks like Satan. It sharpens the fangs, sweet, of cotillion and exhibits its knuckles, hardness, stiff cardboard. -Bank Break, Heidi.

-When the compass got lost, he knew how to carve me a north. He dared to throw a pipe at fate, and there was no regret that he did not absorb it. -Banking the Bank, Compass.

-For prosapia got the anxiety, which suffers the enthusiast. Truth swarms in martyrdom, and even when it is bled it does not say enough. -Banking the Bank, Compass.

-I took his wonder in the arteries, and the whim to charge my anxiety. Fate raised my flag there, it is an act of unequal empathy. -Banking the Moon Moon

-Perverted. An undisguised champion of the grela that is cleaned in the ass. Those who seek to dominate the effervescence of this barracks, which has been founded in order to stop your will to segregate. -Banking the Bank, Paladin.

-She did not want to be Juliet, he never knew how to be Romeo. And they gave themselves without detours, to the lush tickling of the incipient and feverish. -Banking the Bank, So white, so blue.

-You so white and so blue, I so lazy, I so terse. With your entourage of madmen, pointing to the neck. -Banking the Bank, So white, so blue.

-Fina femina for your lavish raspberry, I free the moon from solar harassment. I want the night at the mercy of your star, to be dazzled by you the fucking city. -Banking the bank, your initials.

-But there is a gloomy plaza bank, waiting anxious to give you lodging. Dream of seeing you get out of the carriage, see a maiden of fire in your mouth. -Banking the bank, your initials.

-Today I die in the incongruity, of strife without violence. Without life surrendering to love, I lost the notions, without your voracious freedom. -Banking the Bank, Without your voracious freedom.

-I blame you for the crying of my neck, for your flare wings in its flash. And because I realized that wakefulness occurs with the absence of your flight. -Banking the bank, I blame you.

-I blame you, in the frenzy of taking care of you. I blame you for the soul you burned, with the breeze of caresses that do not irritate. -Banking the bank, I blame you.

- There are cheeks of poppy, coloring a broken wing. Voices, alive with cottons, that heal hearts. - Jumps the Bank, Cheeks of poppy.

-I wanted to find the stars, and I got on the craziest train. In the north I babbled, the most beautiful is on earth. - Skip the Bench, Poppy Cheeks.

-And in the end I broil over low heat. Mercilessly; ointment. And I pulled the truth before the clothes. And it instigates me to reveal that heaven deserves a story, of freedom, that imprints on my bones. - Jumps the bench, Warm winter.

-Nuided in your memory, I understood that something better could not happen to me. However, to the great miracle of your perfection, you gagged it in terror. -Bank Jumps, A few verses.

-You were a blue swan in the swamp. How is it possible that your wings could not navigate other skies? And even though you drowned in your morals, I promised to give you some verses. -Bank Jumps, A few verses.

-It is so difficult to assume, that there is a life that plunges into pain, and sadness, of a world that does not straighten up. And we must seek satisfaction, creating a revolution of love and joy. -Banking the Bank, The garden of my agonies.

He took his hostile abyss, and a pencil his rifle, he knew how to give exile. Every night he is, closer to suffocating, his martyrdom. -Banking the bank, Fakir.

"Last night I saw you, and my body was flying, with the dismal idea of ​​loving what you keep. Behind the fury, the glow of your aura. I broke, in the silence, with everything that frightens. -Bank Break, Boreal Lily.

-Any sinister Monday will be more compassionate than this afternoon in solitude. I will return the body to the pillows, until the end comes to rescue me. -Banking the Bank, Another Sunday.

- Discontrol in the heart, that feeling was eternal smile. It was offered by the appearance, of the laughter of others and their transmission. -Banking off, Baptism.

- At the edge of life it is so easy to fall, that you get used to fear. I claim the throne that fate prepared me, although I know that I am not the king of this life that I love. Nothing wins if not lost. -Banking the Bank, Broken.

-Pass to tell me about the feat, his face on the poster, it puffs his insides, not having consented to power. -Banking the Bank, He.

-I can live looking for beauty, in the words with which my soul expresses itself. Do not resign myself and keep dreaming, even if my dreams are only nightmares. I can die without ever finding, that eclipse my desire to keep looking. Because in the struggle the soul is reflected, and in the soul, integrity. -Banking the bank, Search.


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