Ninety Miles - EmiSunshine

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