Squinters Songtext
von Imogen Clark

It′s so easy to bend time
All my shirts on the clothesline
Now I'm dancing in halftime
And I′m wondering

Why did I take a left turn?
All it gave me was heartburn
You'd think that one day I might learn
But it's thundering outside

Got a soul full of splinters
Driving home with the squinters
All the summers are winters in disguise
I like to tell myself lies

Here I am in the drive through
With a shake and a loose screw
Gotta make some decisions
A side of fries with my provisions


Now I′m stuck in the suburbs
I guess we should′ve used rubbers
I'm trying not to feel smothered
But I can feel you kick

Got a soul full of splinters
Driving home with the squinters
All the summers are winters in disguise
I like to tell myself lies

When I was a girl
I used to dream
Now all I do is sleep

Waking up to the sunrise
In the distance I hear cries
I still like to fantasize
About what could′ve been

Got a soul full of splinters
Driving home with the squinters
All the summers are winters in disguise
I like to tell myself lies
I like to tell myself lies