Luyện nghe bài hát Yellow Brittle

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

pedophiles
How do you sleep at
on with all your might

With a golden plastered on your lips

Now Jesus can't you
The mirror looks you
No doubt you too soon
Now we see all the hate you

you stand idly by
And watch the just die
In a nation that's built on

You'll be eating a better brand of

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

Six year olds sucking
It makes your stomach
a pity you don't give a fuck
While the guilty run the

Will you stand by
And watch the truth die
In a nation that's built on

Where was jesus when you fucked that little
Two-faced in a double standard world!

The change in
The coming
Nature's made
An is lost