MHD - Tout seul (English lyrics) - The International Connect

1st verse :
My heart is aching, I’m all bloody, brother, I’m lost
I had to do a whole lot of stupid shit in order for the bitches to shut their mouths
Life passes you by fast so I maintain the speed
My son will mean the world to me, he’ll say “putain” and not “punaise”
One foot on the pedal, ready to fuck shit up
I try to keep away from all the “on your marks, get set, fire, krr krr die”
We only live once certainly, fuck, I only have one heart
Smile on your card, your novels are in your coffin
It’s all alone, at the back of the class room, that I just keep memorizing
Tell the teacher that the best students of the class all ended up drunkards
I don’t have the fountain pen, I took my 4 color ball pen
A lot of knives in the back, but strangely, I feel no pain
I advise my own self, in my tomb, I’ll remain all alone
If death comes knocking on my door, I’ll just go answer all alone
When the misery summoned me, I was all alone
My path, I was the one that traced it, and I did it all alone

Chorus :
Alone, versus the whole world,
I don’t have time to listen to the haters, I’m lacking money
And don’t talk to me about love, it’s tears that I’m about to taste
I made my mind up on a whim, so I rather stay all alone, alone
Alone, versus the whole world,
I don’t have time to listen to the haters, I’m lacking money
And don’t talk to me about love, it’s tears that I’m about to taste
I made my mind up on a whim, so I rather stay all alone, alone

2nd verse :
I often think back on the old days, Mama use to cry less tears
I used to go home every Saturday, didn’t used to stay near the buildings
Nowadays, things changed, even if I don’t have much, I’ll invite you over to eat
A little shit head is trying to smoke me bro, I invite you to avenge me
17 years old, I’m violent, I wanted to do everything like the older guys
To wear the ski mask and the gloves, to my neighbors I’m a lot less elegant
But I didn’t care, to be honest I didn’t give a fuck
We would even go down at the enemies, we didn’t count the blows
Things are tense with the guys down stairs, it’s the street code
How many families are grieving ? How many brothers are in a prison cell ?
Homie, there’s nothing in my pockets, I can’t afford to miss my target
I don’t owe shit to no one, I don’t give a fuck about your opinion
I’m self made, I’ll be all alone in my tomb
If death comes knocking on my door, I’ll just go answer all alone
When the misery summoned me, I was all alone
My path, I was the one that traced it, and I did it all alone