Kjell Höglund - Man Vänjer Sig (You get used to it).

This is a google translation of the song.

You wake up every morning with a horror in your chest can not eat, drink coffee, riding the bus to work there are long, dreary hours, meaningless clichés no one opens up, you stare just empty and talking nonsense and laughs but you get used to You get used to it

And the job that you do, it has nothing to it is someone else who benefit from it no idea who you just move their paper, pull in their levers collect their money it feels stupid and idiotic but you get used to You get used to it

When you come home in the evening has forgotten to close the window it is soot and dirt on the window frame, exhaust fumes in the room you forgot to buy food firm does not have just anyone's appetite, pushing itself some sandwiches You get used to it to get used to

Taking aspirin for the headache, dozing in front of the TV neighbors go to the toilet and it reverberates in the pipes one is tired and goes to bed and the neighbor quarrels with his wife, the traffic is endless it is impossible to sleep but you get used to you have to get used to

The sheets kinking and become damp with sweat and night hours are like rubber bands pending the oblivion of sleep so alarm clock rings Holy shit, this torment, as you can not wash drink cooled coffee from yesterday and there is cold and dark and chilly and fog but you get used to You get used to it

So it will be Friday of each case, one super little listlessly and on the Saturday you go out of the park, allow themselves a pizza and in the evening will weep it's nice that dare to despair feel real to buy some porn in a newspaper vending machine and go home and masturbate it is untold feeble but you get used to you'll have to get used to