For My Mates
Nostalgic Reverie: Memories of Youth, Unity, and Change
Lyrics
I went back to a place that had once meant everything to me
I revisited a place that used to hold great significance for me.
The place I grew up, spent my teenage years, became a part of the scene
The place where I grew up, spent my teenage years, and became part of a specific social group or subculture.
We were young skinheads running wild, causing trouble, under the wing of the old guard
During our youth, my friends and I, identified as skinheads, engaged in rebellious behavior under the guidance of older members of the group.
Got my first tattoos, wore steel-cap boots, I fell in love with a skinhead girl
I acquired my initial tattoos, donned steel-cap boots, and developed a romantic relationship with a fellow skinhead.
And I can't help looking back, those days are gone no changing that
Reflecting on the past, acknowledging that those days are irrevocably gone.
But everything that meant so much seems dead and gone, ground to dust
Expressing a sense of loss as things that held great importance have now decayed or disappeared.
Well, some things are never gonna change and some things will never be the same
Recognizing that certain aspects of life are resistant to change, and some things will never return to their previous state.
And it's breaking my heart in three
Feeling deeply saddened and emotionally distressed, as if the heart is breaking into three parts.
And I'm glad I left cause had I not I woulda truly gone crazy
Expressing relief at leaving the past behind, suggesting that remaining in that environment would have led to insanity.
But the times we had, me and my mates, are memories that remain
Treasuring the memories of the good times shared with close friends.
It was fine we were young cause it was new and it was fun but now nothing has changed
Acknowledging that the carefree joy of youth remains in memory, but the present has stagnated without change.
It's a time trapped city, stuck in a rut in the ashes of the good old days
Describing the current state of the city as one trapped in time, stuck in a monotonous routine amid the remnants of better days.
And I can't help looking back, those days are gone no changing that
Reiterating the inability to change the past and the irreversible nature of the bygone days.
But everything that meant so much seems dead and gone, ground to dust
Expressing the sense of loss for things that once held great significance, now reduced to dust.
Well, some things are never gonna change and some things will never be the same
Reaffirming the permanence of certain elements that resist change, emphasizing that some things will never be as they once were.
And it's breaking my heart in three
Reiterating the profound sadness and heartbreak experienced in threefold.
This is for my mates, the ones I left behind
Dedicating the song to friends left behind, expressing a sense of nostalgia and camaraderie.
This is for my mates that are never gonna change
Paying tribute to friends who remain true to their identity and resist change.
(M-Town Bootboys)
(Mentioning a specific group, "M-Town Bootboys," possibly a reference to a local subculture or community.)
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