Tekstovi: Citizen King. Mobile Estates. 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 just 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
Move, moving on from your safety pin

Inside the scoop outside the rage
Mothballs galores 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

Now it's just 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
Move, moving on from your safety, from your safety
From your 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

Now it's just 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
And now I'm moving
Move, moving on from your safety pin

Move, moving on from your safety pin
Yeah, I'm moving on
Move, moving on from your safety pin
Your safety pin
Your safety pin