Lyric Safety Pin

you put me down with a stick you got
that safety pin grip you know me like you
know ice on a fire dust myself off with a
spoon 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