Charly Coombes & The New Breed - Hell Below

They called me a garantee, for what's
Wrong with a society, I know
I'm gonna, let down on the friends I found
I"m gonna fall in with the shallow crowd, I know

They called me a fantasy, I'm not
A little pig with a law degree, I know
Do you need time to change your mind?
Do you need some love from a different kind?
Wooahh

My head I'd sacrifice for you
Over and under
Run into a house of fire for you
Over and under

I know you can't deal with the way I feel,
You want good credit and sex appeal, oh-oh!
Well I got two hands
I can kill a man
Take a deep breath
And get on with the plan
Woooah

When I lose another one
In the setting sun
I'm gonna wait around
'Till I'm over done
Woah

My head I'd sacrifice for you
Over and under
Run into a house of fire for you
Over and under

I'm gonna let go of the hell below
I can feel my life is a picture show
Wooah

They called me a catastrophe
But I'm still proud for being me
Wooah

My head I'd sacrifice for you
Over and under
Run into a house of fire for you
Over and under

I'm tired of these old desires of yours
Over and under
Over and under