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