We knew we could go far Our teenage heads full of stars Analogue hearts with digital minds Nobody around of the same kind Pacing back and forth Agony is your magnetic north We used to meet up for pep-talks And ease each other’s troubled minds Soon enough, we’re in a punk rock group Singing songs about blood and heartache Pacing back and forth Agony is your magnetic north We knew we could go far Our teenage heads full of stars Analogue hearts with digital minds Nobody around of the same kind Nobody around of the same kind