Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Imogen Clark
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Imogen Clark
Composer
Steve Poltz
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Hawksley
Producer
Michael Carpenter
Mastering Engineer
Mike Bloom
Producer
Lyrics
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
Writer(s): Imogen Clark, Steve Poltz
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