Track name: TAKE YOUR LAST BREATH A
Trackcode: SCDV148509
Composer: Oliver Price, Beo, Thomas Michael Greenwood
アーティスト: Oliver Price, Beò, Thomas Greenwood
EAN/GTIN: 4020771261017
ISRC: DE-B63-26-04399
Album name: DANCE IN THE DARK
Catalogue number: SCDV1485
Label: Sonoton Vanguard - SCDV
LC number: 07573
Spooky Pop featuring a music box motif, haunting female vocals and dark-themed lyrics, driven by dry distorted bass guitar, layered synths and lively drums; blends playful energy with an eerie atmosphere. Perfect for party playlists and Halloween-themed content. 148 bpm (Amin)
Tr. 1 & 8, 16&22, 44&50: Arranged, produced and mixed by Phoenix Dubois.
Performed by Karina Tammy Byrne (vocals) and Phoenix Dubois (all instruments).
Tr. 9 & 15, 60&66: Arranged, produced and mixed by Oliver Price.
Performed by Beò (vocals) and Oliver Price, Thomas Greenwood(all instruments).
Tr. 23 & 29, 37&43, 84&90: Arranged, produced and mixed by William Paterson.
Performed by Jemma Lou (vocals) and William Paterson (all instruments).
Tr. 30 & 36, 51&59: Arranged, produced and mixed by Levi Stark and Richard Mead.
Performed by Mollie Clack (vocals) and Levi Stark, Richard Mead( all instruments).
Tr. 67 & 84: Arranged, produced and mixed by Nathalie Mac and Jack MackMersh.
Performed by Nathalie Mac (vocals) and Jack MackMersh (all instruments).
Mastered by Daniel Goodridge.
Graphic Design by Aikaterini Pingiou, (B&W Photograph by unsplash, Vitaliy Shevchenko).
(It's your last breath)
I ain't looking for no love
I just came here for your blood
I think you gotta crush
I'mma call your bluff
'Cause it's driving me insane
Need a hit, I need your pain
I'm a worm inside your brain
Make you say my name
Fee-fi-fo-fum
I smell the blood of an Englishman
It's your last breath
So don't waste it
Lips on your neck
I can taste it, taste it
It's a cruel, cruel world, but I like it
So before your blissful death
Take your last breath
I'm addicted to the rush
Drives me crazy when you blush
I'm like, #Hey, can I touch?'
Whoops, I'm venomous
Like you more if you were dead
Taste the iron in the red
Only messin' with your head
I'm not a threat
Fee-fi-fo-fum
I smell the blood of an Englishman
Tic-tac
Tic-tac-toe
I'm never ever gonna let you go
(It's so funny)
It's your last breath
So don't waste it
Lips on your neck
I can taste it, taste it
It's a cruel, cruel world, but I like it
So before your blissful death
Take your last breath
Sticks and stones won't break your bones
My name is gonna hurt you
Ip dip, who is it?
I know who I will choose
Sticks and stones won't break your bones
My name is gonna hurt you
Ip dip, who is it?
I know who I will choose
It's your last breath
So don't waste it
Lips on your neck
I can taste it, taste it
It's a cruel, cruel world, but I like it
So before your blissful death
Take your last breath