Lyrics Ninety Miles - EmiSunshine

Ninety Miles

Do you think I’m crazy
Is there something wrong with me
I don’t wanna be angry
I ain’t tryin' to be
Oh my heart’s racing ninety miles down the street
Oh I’m sitting still
Everything’s moving but my feet
I’m sitting in your classroom
I’m in your pew at church
Think my mama oughta spank me
A little disciplin might work
You see me in the grocery with my head between my knees
Tell me do you think I’m crazy
Is there something wrong with me
I knom my family loves me
But I can’t even say it back
Well I can’t even let them hug me
Is it emotion that I lack
I see the way they suffer and they know I suffer too
If there’s joy I just cant share it
Even if i wanted too
But I’m sitting in your classroom
I’m in your pew at church
Think my mama oughta spank me
A little disciplin might work
Well You see me in the grocery with my head between my knees
Oh tell me do you think I’m crazy
Is there something wrong with me
The kids don’t wanna play with me
They say that I’m a freak
Well I know they talk about me
I can hear and I can see
Well I long to have a friend just to be beside of me
Oh I might not talk to him but atleast he’d talk to me
But I’m sitting in your classroom
I’m in your pew at church
Think my mama oughta spank me
A little disciplin might work
You see me in the grocery with my head between my knees
Oh tell me do you think I’m crazy
Is there something wrong with me
They say that I’m disabled
That my problems make me weak
But I think that in my weakness I could find a little strength
If people didn’t look right through me I believe that they might see
Some good or some worth
Some love inside of me
But I’m sitting in your classroom
I’m in your pew at church
Think my mama oughta spank me
A little disciplin might work
You see me in the grocery with my head between my knees
Oh tell me do you think I’m crazy
Is there something wrong with me
Do you think I’m crazy
Is there something wrong with me
I don’t wanna be angry
I ain’t tryin' to be
Oh my heart’s racing ninety miles down the street
Oh I’m sitting still
Everything’s moving but my feet
Oh-oh I’m sitting still
Everything’s moving but my feet
Oh-oh I’m sitting still
Everything’s moving but my feet
Oh I’m sitting in your classroom
I’m in your pew at church
Think my mama oughta spank me
A little disciplin might work
But you see me in the grocery with my head between my knees
Oh tell me do you think I’m crazy
Is there something wrong with me
Oh tell me do you think I’m crazy
Is there something wrong with me