Break The Mould
© Words and Music by Emma King & Ritch Spence
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, I hold... 335 In
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, it sold... B3 lighting
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, I hold... 335 In
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, it sold... B3 lighting
Ah – Ah, Ah – Ah
B3 Lighting
I will not sympathise if I get synthesised and grow my own limelight
You call it acting nice, I'd say anaesthetised and numb, wake me up now!
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, I hold... 335 In
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, it sold... B3 lighting
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, I hold... 335 In
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, it sold... B3 lighting
(I never wanted you to call)… Step away
(I never wanted you at all)... Fade away
I never change for anyone, anything, not on any day!
(I never wanted you to call)… Step away
(I never wanted you at all)... Fade away
I never change for anyone, anything, and it's best to say....
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, I hold... 335 In
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, it sold... yeah!
(I never wanted you to call)… Step away
(I never wanted you at all)... Fade away
I never change for anyone, anything, not on any day!
(I never wanted you to call)… Step away
(I never wanted you at all)... Fade away
I never change for anyone, anything, and it's best to say....
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, I hold... 335 In
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, it sold... B3 lighting
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, I hold... 335 In
I will not break the mould, I will not break the mould, it sold... B3..2...1...Oh!
Ah – Ah, Ah – Ah
B3 Lighting
Money On A4 Paper
© Words and Music by Emma King & Ritch Spence
I like to draw my money on a little piece of paper
So I can print it out and then pretend to spend it later – spit it out, spit it out.
I like to count to twenty and pretend that I am older
But I grew up so fast it made me choke on Coca-Cola - spit it out, spit it out.
So hand me a plaster we’re walking disasters, uh-oh my symptoms start to show
In a lift full of liars that’s taking me higher, a modern case of vertigo, Oh!
And I know you can feel it x3 Tell me can you feel it?
And I know you can feel it x3 Tell me can you feel it?
So tell me can you feel it?
I like to pick my flowers when I’m hanging in my basket
Lately I’ve been thinking that it feels more like a casket get me out, get me out.
So hand me a plaster we’re walking disasters, uh-oh my symptoms start to show
In a lift full of liars that’s taking me higher, a modern case of vertigo, Oh!
And I know you can feel it x3 Tell me can you feel it?
And I know you can feel it x3 Tell me can you feel it?
Hand me a plaster we’re walking disasters, uh-oh my symptoms start to show
In a lift full of liars that’s taking me higher, a modern case of vertigo, Oh!
And I know you can feel it x3 Tell me can you feel it?
And I know you can feel it x3 Tell me can you feel it?
So tell me can you feel it? So tell me now, tell me now, now
So tell me can you feel it? So tell me now, tell me now
I like to draw my money on a little piece of paper
So I can print it out and then pretend to spend it later...spit it out.
© words and music by Emma King & Ritch Spence
I will be a soul survivor
riding out in a coat of armour
I will be… I will be…ooooh.
I will be a soul survivor
riding out in a coat of armour
I will be… I will be…ooooh.
I will ride in a lonely place and
I will cry for the world we wasted
I will ride… I will ride…ooooh.
You're wasted on the truth my love
And It’s time to right it, we don’t have to fight it
A time we only knew my love
Like the sense of breathing to keep believing
I will see the sun before the storm
I will see the sun before the storm
I will be a soul survivor
riding out in a coat of armour
I will be… I will be…ooooh
I will ride in a lonely place and
I will cry for the world we wasted
I will ride… I will ride…ooooh!
Oh, I know the wars are raging,
through the lines of aging,
Old memoirs are written in scars,
going anti-clock wise, ooooh!
Oh, I’ve found a course for reason
like a change in season
If anyone knows the way to go, we should know…
You're wasted on the truth my loveAnd It’s time to right it, we don’t have to fight it A time we only knew my loveLike the sense of breathing to keep believing I will see the sun before the storm I will see the sun before the storm
I will be a soul survivor
riding out in a coat of armour
I will be…I will be…ooooh
I will ride in a lonely place and
I will cry for the world we wasted
I will ride…I will ride…ooooh!
Soul Survivor
Wild Things
© Words and Music by Emma King & Ritch Spence
The art isn’t breathing but what we’re receiving of the air
The life we are holding we watch it unfold then disappear
The sting of wild water will break or support us in the end
The secrets we planted I can’t take for granted that we tend
Frozen in time, all that is mine…
We grow wild, wild, wild things
Underneath the snow
We grow wild, wild, wild things
Let our secrets sow
We grow wild, wild, wild
Changing of seasons allows us to weave and survive
The steps we are taking to stop us from breaking inside
And I wonder why, tears from the sky…
We grow wild, wild, wild things
Underneath the snow
We grow wild, wild, wild things
Let our secrets sow
We grow wild, wild, wild
(take a minute now, I'll be on my way)
We grow wild, wild...things
We grow wild, wild...things
We grow wild, wild, wild things
Underneath the snow
We grow wild, wild, wild things
Let our secrets sow
Underneath the snow
Underneath the, underneath the sky
Oh, oh, oh!...underneath
Stuck In The Dark
© Words and Music by Emma King & Ritch Spence
Lights they will comfort the living
I’d rather be stuck in the dark
My conscious was cut by the living
I’d rather be right where you are
Right where you are
Aaaaah, Aaaah I’d rather be right where you are
Right where you…
Aaaaah, Aaaah I’d rather be right where you are
I will tell a story and drink something cheap
Flow somewhere deep
Lost in the comfort and startled by colour T.V. … it takes the best of me
Lights they will comfort the living
I’d rather be stuck in the dark
My conscious was cut by the living
I’d rather be right where you are
Right where you are
Aaaaah, Aaaah I’d rather be right where you are
Right where you…
Aaaaah, Aaaah I’d rather be right where you are….
White noise calls out the morning and tip toes on oak
Feeling my bones
I’ll stay forever, forever in the shadows I grow, that’s what I know
Lights they will comfort the living
I’d rather be stuck in the dark
My conscious was cut by the living
I’d rather be right where you, right where you, right where you are
Don't stand in front of me, honour me tonight
Those that were haunting me all through the night
I should have known it was torn from the light
Lights they will comfort the living
I’d rather be stuck in the dark
My conscious was cut by the living
I’d rather be right where you are...
Dive
© Words and Music by Emma King & Ritch Spence
I will dive into your eyes of old, cold
Melting ice that tells me it ain't so, no
And now beneath the stars
I will fall into your eyes
and I follow your heart
as it leads us both apart
I will cry until I laugh again and
I will love until I lose again
And I will dive into the sea….
I will run until I’ve nothing left
I will wait on you and catch my breath
And I will dive into the sea
Dive into the sea
cold, cold
Diving deep the silence wraps around sound
Keeping thoughts that spill out underground, down
Again beneath the stars
I will fall into your eyes
And I follow your heart
As it leads us both apart
I will cry until I laugh again and
I will love until I lose again and
I will dive into the sea
I will run until I’ve nothing left
I will wait on you and catch my breath and
I will dive into the sea
I will dive in the sea
I will dive into the sea
And dive into the sea, cold
Empty Night & Empty Days
© Words and Music by Ritch Spence & Emma King
Empty nights and empty days
Nothing to be found
We’ll do it anyway
Empty stages, empty plays
Nobody around
We'll do it anyway
Empty nights and empty days
Nothing to be found
We’ll do it anyway
Empty stages, empty plays
Nobody around
We'll do it anyway
Did you feel my heart beating
My thoughts no longer sleeping
I feel the beast is teething
Down your neck I’m still breathing
I should’ve left this nest alone
Now they’re following me home
Empty nights and empty days
Nothing to be found
We’ll do it anyway
Empty stages, empty plays
Nobody around
We'll do it anyway
Who’ll be the first to admit
I’ll be your latest reject
It’s not a bill we can split
This call will now disconnect
I should’ve left this nest alone
Now they’re following me on home
What a bittersweet romance
Stung for honey, killed by chance
Empty nights and empty days
Empty nights and empty days
Empty nights and empty days
Nothing to be found
We’ll do it anyway
Empty stages, empty plays
Nobody around
We'll do it anyway
Dangerous
© Words & Music by Ritch Spence & Emma King
Liaison, invasion, Uh-Ohh...
Sedation and trepidation, Uh-Ohh...
Arrest my thoughts like a virus caught but the remedy that I have bought
Wakes me u-u-u-u-u-up when I’m down, and I’m coming round
Listen baby
I don’t want your love
Can’t hide it cos your dangerous, dangerous
And I want back down
No I won’t bow down
It’s plain enough, your dangerous
Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous aaaah
Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous aaaah
Wasting relations, Uh-Ohh...
Impatient Infatuation, Uh-Ohh...
Friends of mine never waste my time & I’m not counting seconds by
Time is ru-u-u-u-ning down when you come around
Want some baby?
I don’t want your love
Can’t hide it cos your dangerous, dangerous
And I want back down
No I won’t bow down
It’s plain enough, your dangerous
Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous aaaah
Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous aaaah
To work you out was an easy shout, I believe I’m feeling better now
(Thing’s go fast when you want them to last, wanted to breathe, wanted to see, what a disease, curious seeds, dangerous dreams)
I don’t want your love
Can’t hide it cos your dangerous, dangerous
And I want back down
No I won’t bow down
It’s plain enough, your dangerous
Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous aaaah
Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous aaaah
So Alive
© Words and Music by Emma King & Chas Sandford.
Back in my past when the sun went down
Shadows covered up the lands
Seeds of trust found no fertile ground
Like diamonds lost in the sands
I wandered aimless through the meadows green
but there was no one there to trust
Just a well-worn path of my broken dreams and hopes that turned into dust
A new day dawned when you came in my life
and everything just felt right
You make me feel like I'm floating on air
and there's not a cloud in the sky
I'm sure there's a whole world thats spinning down there
They only wish they could fly
I'm so alive
Was I rapunzel or beauty asleep or just a maiden fair
Would you brave the walls of the castle keep
just to find me waiting there,
I'd given up dreaming my dye was cast
The hour was too late,
To the victor the spoils, the fair and the fast
a lovely twist of fate
A new light appeared when you came in my life
and everything just feel right
You make me feel like I'm floating on air
and there's not a cloud in the sky
I'm sure there's a whole world thats spinning down there
They only wish they could fly
I'm so alive
I feel like I'm dreaming but I'm wide awake
I just want to lean into you as you take me away
You make me feel like I'm floating on air
and there's not a cloud in the sky
I'm sure there's a whole world thats spinning down there
They only wish they could fly
You make me feel like I'm floating on air
and there's not a cloud in the sky
I'm sure there's a whole world thats spinning down there
They only wish they could fly
I'm so alive
Like We Were Never There
© Words & Music by Emma King & Ritch Spence
Gone electric in my veins
Taking nothing for my pain
Ooh I know when I lay in that old familiar way
I'm numb
The night is oh so clear
The road to Brighton pier
Our engine's warm
A chance to disappear
Our time is running down,
Our clothes are on the ground
We're in thin air
Like we were never there
Like we were never there
Gone electric lasts for days
Told a story I should face
Oh once set alight
The thought will not sit quiet
It glows
The night is oh so clear
The road to Brighton pier
Our engine's warm
A chance to disappear
Our time is running down,
Our clothes are on the ground
We're in thin air
Like we were never there
The night is oh so clear
The road to Brighton pier
Our engine's warm
A chance to disappear
Our time is running down,
Our clothes are on the ground
We're in thin air
Like we were never there
Never there
War Paint
© Written and recorded by Emma King & Ritch Spence
I, I, I…… gotta feel the motion, gotta feel the motion.
I, I, I…… gotta feel the motion, gotta feel the motion.
When the colours vibe and it turns us wild & it makes us go
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
It’s the wildest night and the beat inside-is all we know
Only do what ya wanna do
We wont say what you want us to
I will bring out my war paint for you
Only play when ya wanna play
show our face in another shade
I will put on my war paint for you
I, I, I…… gotta feel the motion, gotta feel the motion.
I, I, I…… gotta feel the motion, gotta feel the motion.
When the colours vibe and it turns us wild & it makes us go
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
It’s the loudest night and the beat inside-is all we know
Only do what ya wanna do
We wont say what you want us to
I will put on my war paint for you
Only play when ya wanna play
show our face in another shade
I will put on my war paint for you
INSTRUMENTAL / vocal chant
got to feel, feel, feeeel….
Only do what ya wanna do
We wont say what you want us to
I will bring out my war paint for you
Only play when ya wanna play
show our face in another shade
I will put on my war paint for you