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
May 16, 2012
May 16, 2012 at 10:54 PM UTC
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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