Osker Going on the Instincts Lyrics

You should see how ignorant you are being.
You wouldn't know the first thing about me.
Right on command.
Sound of fire.
You a__ume I'm stupid, and I've wandered off alone.
I'm no threat to myself, or you in your wheel chair.
For every inch, there's amile.
Limits and lines is a matter of pride.
"Where we are now" and where we "want to be," the difference is unsettling.