Letra de Octochoosy

Heroic idol man of the hour celeb and fucken so wrong impoverished poverty stricken and no one gives a fucken shit About you but I give choice to you Circumstances size of colour it doesn't really matter forward thinking backward looking but do we have to spell it out? But which one will you choose The same, for all, the choice of eight is how tomorrow, or start it now is how it's to be Heroic idol man of the hour celeb and fucken so wrong melancholic heavy hearted and no one gave a fucken shit