Voyou [English translation]

[Intro]

Piss off! I said fuck off, what else do you need?

Haven't you seen enough? And stop looking at me like that

Didn't you listen? Didn't you understand?

How should I tell you so that you get it?

Listen, stupid bitch:

I'm not a good person, I'm not a beautiful soul

I'm a pain, a gas bottle in a chimney

And I'm gonna blow up in your face if you come too close

Just like it did with the others

But you don't know what you're talking about

I tried, it's useless, people don't change, people never change

And even if, there's no second chance here anyway

People don't clean the slate

Don't tell me you don't know about it, that you haven't seen it?

It's printed everywhere, in the newspapers

On the screens, in people's eyes

It's even written in large letters on the buildings, at night

When good people like you are asleep

It's written in red:

You're born like this, you live like this, you die like this

Alone naked facing your reflection with your self-disgust

Your guilt and desperation as only witnesses

No, believe me, you don't want me to say more

Because at best it'll keep you from sleeping

At worst it'll make you want to spit in my face

So before I transform myself again, run away

Flee me like the cholera

[Chorus]

No I haven't robbed anyone, stabbed anyone, killed anyone

But I'm a thug that's what they call it

I've done things I regret enough

Enough to think about it all the time

I could give you a million of good reasons

For them to catch me, break my knees and nail me to the pillory

And if one day they come for me, I won't resist

I'll get out with my hands on my head, causing no trouble

But before that happens It'd like you to know that I understood

That I spend my nights between pills and insomnia

And that I'm going to fight to rebuild a repented apprentice

And whatever, if it takes me a lifetime

Excuse me? You want me to make less noise?

Ah, we're disturbing you, shit...

Well if we're disturbing you fuck off or shut the fuck up

Look at your plate and just leave us alone for 5 minutes

Just so that I finish, can you do that?

What's up, does it bother you that I cross you in front of everyone?

Well yeah it's bloody annoying! I understand mate

But tell yourself that you're lucky

You're just right, just like you should, you're solid, you're consistent

You don't embarrass anyone in the restaurants

You sleep well at night

You're a good little french guy, you're beautiful, you're good

Like a decoration magasine, like a model home

These things never happen to you, eh?

Do you really not see what I'm talking about?

Well don't open your closet too much then

You could be surprised

It's going feel weird the evening where the things

That you thought buried will let you know

That actually, they were there all along, hidden under the rug

They let a hand out and stick a needle in your foot

Juste before disappearing

And then it gets to your throat, like ammonia odors

It gives you cold sweats, your teeth chatter

No I won't calm down! I won't calm down, he doesn't know what it is!

He doesn't know what it's like to be a loser

To be lousy, to be grime, to be a puppet

To be the ground where good and evil fight

He doesn't know what it is!

[Chorus]

No I haven't robbed anyone, stabbed anyone, killed anyone

But I'm a thug that's what they call it

I've done things I regret enough

Enough to think about it all the time

I could give you a million of good reasons

For them to catch me, break my knees and nail me to the pillory

And if one day they come for me, I won't resist

I'll get out with my hands on my head, causing no trouble

But before that happens It'd like you to know that I understood

That I spend my nights between pills and insomnia

And that I'm going to fight to rebuild a repented apprentice

And whatever, if it takes me a lifetime

[Interlude] X2

How can you think that you care about me if I don't myself?

Why do you say you love me when I hate myself?

Why are you here, why do you stay?

No, not tonight, not tonight leave me please

No I don't want to go there, I don't want to go home, I don't want to sleep

But I especially don't want to talk

Tonight I just want to scream

I need to open the floodgates, you understand, to let it all go

Like a lying virgin, to scream my heavy words

With my never broken teenager voice

To scream my fear of abandon, my frenetic research of attention

My permanent need of recognition, like a dog seeks petting

My desperate attempts to be someone that I'm not

And that I probably never will be

To scream my absence of courage, my cruelty, my unhealthy politeness

My stupid optimism, my dangerous zeal

My idiotic reflexes, my fits of passion

My fake guilt, my screwy sexuality and my twisted fantasies

To scream my panicking fear of others, my sneaky meanness

My regrets, my errors, my neurosis

My obsessions, my meta-obsessions

My phobia of fear, of loss, of suicide, of depression

[Chorus]

No I haven't robbed anyone, stabbed anyone, killed anyone

But I'm a thug that's what they call it

I've done things I regret enough

Enough to think about it all the time

I could give you a million of good reasons

For them to catch me, break my knees and nail me to the pillory

And if one day they come for me, I won't resist

I'll get out with my hands on my head, causing no trouble

But before that happens It'd like you to know that I understood

That I spend my nights between pills and insomnia

And that I'm going to fight to rebuild a repented apprentice

And whatever, if it takes me a lifetime

• Artist:Fauve ≠
• Album:Vieux frères – Partie 1 (2014)