Safety Pin Letra

you shot your darts at the moon
and this piece didn't tear too soon

now it's dust the rubber burns peeling out behind the wheel and you're looking for the holes that I don't have caught on underneath my heel but now i'm moving on
moving on from your safety pin

inside the scoop outside the rage mothballs galore caught in the drain your hat's on tight like super glue

you dug the pit you stepped in it and now you're out with the prick
you're going down without this ship