calystegia es un album autogestionado en una pequeña cueva de Bs As Argentina.
Escrito y compuesto por súra bequiét. 
Producido por súra bequiét y Martino Stefano.
Arte de tapa original por súra bequiét

Original artwork by Pau Mo. 

Lyrics:

There's a revolution of figures
over my bed, my bed.
They're making puzzles out
of pieces of my head, my head,
that stems did break apart,
this seeds re just too smart
and leaves bloom inside out 
they're tangled all around my spine.
But I can't let it grow,
and spring won't let it fall
This Calystegia is born
to crack the fragile architecture of our souls.

Words will feed these silent tongues
to break the habit,
 of a reckless breed that
shudders like and addict.
Clocks will shoot like guns,
we're living out of time,
this season is out of line.
But there's no point of start,
no shortcuts in the dark,
just gardens sown from old scars.
And I can't hold this flood
Yeah I can’t make it stop,
cause water turned into blood.

There's a revolution of figures
over my bed, my bed 
They're making puzzles out
of pieces of my head, my head 

There's a revolution of figures
over my bed, my bed 
They're making puzzles out
of pieces of my head, my head 
That stems did break apart.
This seeds re just too smart.
And leaves bloom inside out,
they're tangled all around my spine.
But I can't let it grow
and spring won't let it fall.
This Calystegia is born
to crack the fragile
architecture of our souls.

calystegia

calystegia es un album autogestionado en una pequeña cueva de Bs As Argentina.
Escrito y compuesto por súra bequiét. 
Producido por súra bequiét y Martino Stefano.
Arte de tapa original por súra bequiét.

cliff

calystegia es un album autogestionado en una pequeña cueva de Bs As Argentina.
Escrito y compuesto por súra bequiét. 
Producido por súra bequiét y Martino Stefano.
Arte de tapa original por súra bequiét.

Lyrics:

Why don't you take me back to your home? mmmm 
Don't say you'd rather walk alone, when you don't.
If I could be your garbage truck,
I'd pick your misery up , and put it on my back, mmm
yeah, let me be your source of luck,
and cut your chains off whenever you get stuck.

So don't blink underwater,
we sink but we stare 
between the brown locks of my hair.
We stare and we stare, mmm
Don't blink till we are closer,
close enough to break these lines
that make it hard to taste the air.

Keep them open wide,
stay under the tide.
Cause we are not moving on,
we're stranded but we're not 
gone.
Our bodies rush,
we touch, we're much 
where we belong.

And we can make it better, if we made it wrong,
Ye, we drop to the bottom,
then we swim back to the shore, mmm.
We may stop to cath our breath,
or we may jump again.

So don't blink underwater,
we sink but we stare 
between the brown locks of my hair.
We stare and we stare, uhhh
Don't blink till we are closer,
close enough break these lines
that make it hard to taste the air.

don't blink

calystegia es un album autogestionado en una pequeña cueva de Bs As Argentina.
Escrito y compuesto por súra bequiét. 
Producido por súra bequiét y Martino Stefano.
Arte de tapa original por súra bequiét.

Lyrics:
Count your sweet lies, more than few.
You fooled me like no other
and now i'm screwed.
Sell me things that,
then you never do.
I buy your fictional and paper truth.
 
Ten missed calls, my fingers hit these walls,
in the affection business,
I lead the failure club.
You can tell
by my dark circles
that I've waited too long,
yeah I've waited too long.

So tell me not to fall in love,
cause honestly that's better
than keep knocking at your door.
Enjoy this come-and-go,
i'm your easy target,
kick me harder.
You having fun yet, 
destroying what you get?

Guess i'ts my choice
being your main decoy,
disposable but flattered,
and old-fashioned toy.
Play the starring role, 
till your strike your goal,
then i stand aside and watch your show.

So tell me not to fall in love,
cause honestly that's better
than keep knocking at your door.
Enjoy this come-and-go,
i'm your easy target,
kick me harder.
You having fun yet, 
destroying what you get?

And I'm your favorite lamb, the one you like to watch each time
I’m falling to the ground
with hands attached by arrows and branches,
oh you, you are the most talented hunter.
And honestly that’s better than keep knocking at your door,
enjoy this come-and-go 
I'm your easy target, kick me harder.
You having fun yet,
destroying what you get?

easy target

calystegia es un album autogestionado en una pequeña cueva de Bs As Argentina.
Escrito y compuesto por súra bequiét. 
Producido por súra bequiét y Martino Stefano.
Arte de tapa original por súra bequiét.

-Verse 1-
One more glass of wine
to clean up all your past.
One more aspirin and I
will lay upon the grass.
Your accent flows downstream,
still the one thing that could last
trough winter back to spring,
and I just, I just...

-Chorus-
Keep jumping to conclusions,
have no plan.
Accumulate delusions in my hands.
You're leaving with no goodbyes
see I just can't understand why,
why,

-Verse 2-
I'm craving for a spice of lust, and
despite the lack of trust we have,
we're going for another round 
and I keep getting lost and found.
I just,I just...

-Chorus-
Keep jumping to conclusions,
have no plan.
Accumulate delusions in my hands.
You're leaving with no goodbyes,
see I just can't understand why,
why, why...

-Breakdown-
Why we still feel lost with the lights on?
and can't we try again when the lights are gone?
My dignity weeps to its last drop,
swear I'm trying to quit but I can't stop,
I'm losing this game where your name is still on top,
these ashes of french cigarettes blend with my words.
I can't catch my breathe, just to say that I want you,
I'm writing no wise poetry, just my thoughts cause
my mind runs too fast, but my heart's beating so slow,
if I find a piece left I'll leave it here for you.

french cigarettes

calystegia es un album autogestionado en una pequeña cueva de Bs As Argentina.
Escrito y compuesto por súra bequiét. 
Producido por súra bequiét y Martino Stefano.
Arte de tapa original por súra bequiét

Original artwork by Pau Mo. 

Lyrics :

Kiddo isn't good to know,
that there's a world behind these walls?
Kiddo isn't cool to grow,
seeing your dust turn into gold?
Kiddo let your fears unfold, 
Cause all in all we're just no strong.
Kiddo isn't cool to grow old?

Why you hide behind that door?
If tears don't stain, then
why you hide for?
Breathing powder from the same old war
whiskey and champagne spilt
on the kitchen floor.

Kiddo isn't good to know,
that there's a world behind these walls?
Kiddo isn't cool to grow,
seeing your dust turn into gold?
Kiddo let your fears unfold, 
cause all in all we're just no strong.
Kiddo isn't cool to grow old?

You keep losing your own fight
because your skin just feels too tight,
and I I I know.
So, from top of your lungs you scream,
you have this old broken schemes.
You are gone.
You are gone.

Kiddo isn't good to know
that there's a world behind these walls?
Kiddo let your fears unfold
cause all in all we're just no strong..
Kiddo, is it wise to crawl,
when there's a hand that you can hold?
Tell me, is the prize too low, for you?
Kid you're wrapped in your cold pain,
you're building castles of cocaine
and i i don't know you anymore.

i i don't know you...
and i i don't know you.. anymore

kiddo

súra bequiét es un proyecto musical, escrito, compuesto y producido por Pau Mö. Algo entre dreampop, downtempo y R&B alternativo.

súra bequiét is a musical project written and produced by Pau Mö. 
Sth between dreampop, downtempo and alternative R&B

Contact: surabequiet@gmail.com

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