Looking Glass

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Copyright iAerosmith 2009

I'm tired of looking At the bloodshot eyes of blue That tell my silent story And so often tell it true. Weaving quiet stories To throw them off my lead Whats going on inside me Will never quite recede. I'm Injured on the inside Though right now you may not see But soon enough I hope to find That you'll see the truth in me. The world is not a wonderland But what alice said was true; Peek into the looking glass To find tortured eyes of blue.