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Jackson Reilly, 21st Precinct

Jackson Reilly may not be real

Neither is the story he denied

But somebody saw something

And somebody is the one who lied

 

He knows what really happened

He’s the keeper of the conspiracy

He was there before you arrived

He’s the one who made truth a fallacy

 

What really happened?

Did anyone break the law?

The facts don’t mean anything

If you didn’t see what he saw

 

He’s a pawn just like you and me

Maybe one day he’ll tell us

But it won’t change a thing

A lie has no cause for justice

 

Does anyone really care?

Everybody knows history is about winners

Is this what we teach our children?

Yet we tell them not to be sinners

 

Jackson Reilly is a fiction

But that’s where truth goes to die

Somebody saw something

But somebody was forced to lie

 

What really happened?

Did anyone break the law?

The facts don’t mean a thing

If you didn’t see what he saw

 

Is today another day we forget?

Are you the person they’re gonna’ deny?

Will we ever know the reasons why?

Will we know the questions to ask

Of a past that told us goodbye?

Way back when somebody decided to lie

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mark-lecuona
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May 16, 2012
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