Luyện nghe bài hát Yellow Brittle

You compromise your
to make that inch a
It's a pit the truth died
But you never that dear

Excusing
How do you sleep at
Hold on with all your

With a golden smile plastered on lips

Now Jesus can't you
The looks through you
No you spoke too soon
Now we see all the you hide

you stand idly by
And the truth just die
In a nation that's on lies

You'll be eating a brand of shit

Yellow, Brittle! (Hand me my gun son)
Yellow, Brittle! (It's to feel strong)
Yellow, Brittle! (Disguising faces)
Yellow, Brittle! (Hide disgrace)

Six year sucking cock
It your stomach lock
It's a you don't give a fuck
While the guilty run the

Will you idly by
And the truth just die
In a nation that's built on

Where was jesus when you fucked that girl?
Two-faced weakling in a standard world!

The change in
The storm
Nature's made
An innocence is