Luyện nghe bài hát Yellow Brittle

You compromise your
to that inch a mile
It's a pit the truth died
But you held that dear

Excusing
How do you at night
Hold on with all your

With a golden smile plastered on lips

Now can't hide you
The mirror looks you
No doubt you spoke too
Now we see all the you hide

Will you stand by
And watch the truth 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 lock
It's a pity you don't give a
the guilty run the show

Will you idly by
And the truth just die
In a nation built on lies

Where was jesus when you that little girl?
weakling in a double standard world!

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