À quoi bon : traduction de Français vers Anglais
Even if you forget all my wrong turns and worse
Forgive me, I doubt it, would you be able to smile?
I think I'm not ready to show you my drifts
It's already too dark, they will only darken everything
Ah, but it makes you roar to see me fall into ruin
Will you still love me if I remain just as free?
I think I'm not ready to obey your Bible
I know what you like, I think I haven't read the right books
But you will tell me no, it's too much, you're not healthy enough
To join your ranks, you must have done almost nothing
Look at me, I've already come this close to falling, damn
My past makes me not good enough
What's the point? (Ooh ooh)
What's the point? (Ooh ooh)
What's the point and why do it?
What's the point, all to please you
What's the point, all that for r, what's the point?
What's the point and why do it?
What's the point, all to please you
What's the point, better hell, what's the point?
I hang out at all the drugstores
And the rap stars of the North squats
Where we don't know our limits
Where hard drugs don't get hangovers
In addition to that, I'm consuming tonight
These little hosts that I love
That make me sing on rhythms
And that I don't think are Catholic
I'm not talking about the doggy dog
That you can't take in a doggy bag
Damn, it's systematic
I fall into ruin, I bend over backwards
The last time, we were like
I don't remember very well maybe eighteen
There were even sodomites, I don't remember I was going to OD
But you will tell me no, it's too much, you're not healthy enough
To join your ranks, you must have done almost nothing
Look at me, I've already come this close to falling, damn
My past makes me not good enough
What's the point? (Ooh ooh)
What's the point? (Ooh ooh)
What's the point and why do it?
What's the point, all to please you
What's the point, all that for r, what's the point?
What's the point and why do it?
What's the point, all to please you
What's the point, better hell
What's the point?
Just give me a good reason to let go of what's killing me
What according to you makes me a little slut
I think I'm not ready to let go of what drives me
Into my little sins that you won't want to see either
But you will tell me no, it's too much, you're not healthy enough
To join your ranks, you must have done almost nothing
Look at me, I've already come this close to falling, damn
My past makes me not good enough
What's the point? (Ooh ooh)
What's the point? (Ooh ooh)