Malmo 歌詞

I could feel it the vibrations through the crowd As the train left, a puddle of drying oil I could see myself swimming In it was all cold except for the laughter and the occasional Weird places, these transfer stations The kind of place you mean to pass through Before you know it, it's home It's a Saturday night in June And I'm waiting by the tracks to get out of this place Malmo On the way to Malmo Malmo On the way to Malmo Three of us sleep next to three others It's hot and we rot in this oven Now there's something about the language Something about these people That look an awful lot like me I'm surprisingly accepting of this discomfort But I'm not trying to be much of a person right now I'm just trying to get some sleep Malmo On the way to Malmo Malmo On the way to Malmo Malmo On the way to Malmo Malmo On the way to Malmo You laugh and I agree That this thing has got the best of me