Yellow Brittle Lyrics

Yellow Brittle lyrics

You compromise your style

to make that inch a mile

It's a pit the truth just died

But you never held that dear



Excusing pedophiles

How do you sleep at night

Hold on with all your might



With a golden smile plastered on your lips



Now Jesus can't hide you

The mirror looks through you

No doubt you spoke too soon

Now we see all the hate you hide



Will you stand idly by

And watch the truth just die

In a nation that's built on lies



You'll be eating a better brand of shit



Yellow, Brittle! (Hand me my gun son)

Yellow, Brittle! (It's time to feel strong)

Yellow, Brittle! (Disguising faces)

Yellow, Brittle! (Hide your disgrace)



Six year olds sucking cock

It makes your stomach lock

It's a pity you don't give a fuck

While the guilty run the show



Will you stand idly by

And watch the truth just die

In a nation that's built on lies



Where was jesus when you fucked that little girl?

Two-faced weakling in a double standard world!



The change in form

The coming storm

Nature's made mistakes

An innocence is lost