Yellow Brittle Lyrics - Singles - Full Scale

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