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Break The Mould

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!  

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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!

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(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

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.

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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?

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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!

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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?

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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

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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.

Soul Survivor

© 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!

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Soul Survivor

Wild Things

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… 

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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)

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We grow wild, wild...things

We grow wild, wild...things

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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

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

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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...

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Dive

Dive

© Words and Music by Emma King & Ritch Spence

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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

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I will dive in the sea

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I will dive into the sea

And dive into the sea, cold

 

Empty Nights & Empty

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

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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

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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

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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 

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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

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

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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)

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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

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Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous aaaah

Dangerous, dangerous, dangerous aaaah

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So Alive

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 

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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

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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

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 

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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

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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

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 

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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 

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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….  

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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

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