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You have my birth name
I hear it and want to die
Stop raising your hand
You murdered your daughter and you show no remorse
Then you hide behind a cross, of course
‘Cause you think your religion is a license to hate
And an excuse to discriminate

Her short life was done
Before it had begun
‘Cause you murdered your daughter
But you still call her your son

You sent her to monsters dressed in therapist’s clothes
‘Cause her comfort is something you oppose
When she told you her secret, you replied, “It’s a phase
And you’ll feel like a man one of these days”

But of course, she did not
Now I won’t let it be forgot
That you murdered your daughter
Without a second thought

And she was beautiful
Yes, she was so beautiful
But she had no chance with parents like you
Though she was beautiful
Though she was so beautiful
You cut off her wings long before she flew

With the guise of a gay man as a small stepping stone
She hoped she would not feel so alone
But instead, you denied her all her friends at her school
How can you be so selfishly cruel?

You locked her within walls
But her gender’s not your call
Yes, you murdered your daughter
You drove her to end it all

But she was beautiful
Yes, Leelah was beautiful
And yet, you denied her identity
She was so beautiful
She was so **** beautiful
But you were too hateful to let her be

Now, Douglas and Carla, let the world know your names
And the sins of which you’re not ashamed
You did not love your daughter, don’t you act like you did
You probably didn’t see her as your kid

Don’t pretend that you’re sad
You’re not a mom and dad
‘Cause you murdered your daughter
For the son you never had
Leelah Alcorn died because of her parents' intolerance. It just filled me with so much anger and sadness that I had to write a song about her, so I did. If you need someone to talk to, please, don't hesitate to contact me. I'll always be here for you, even if your family isn't.
Suburbs filled with people filled with dreams
Humble lives are grander than they seem
Children laughing, playing, having fun
In our little old blue cottage ‘neath the sun

Homeless, but not heartless, but not loved
Lives in Hell, but lives for God above
No one loves him, he loves everyone
In our little old blue cottage ‘neath the sun

Love ought to be bright and shining
In all of our hearts
For what it’s worth
It is in mine
We are all brothers and sisters
The sons and daughters
Of Mother Earth
And Father Time

High Schools make the students make the grade
Teenage love is broken and it’s made
They may whine, but they’ll cry when it’s done
In our little old blue cottage ‘neath the sun

Young man in a tizzy, in a trance
Seeing in a lady new romance
Thinking to himself, “She is the one”
In our little old blue cottage ‘neath the sun

Love ought to be bright and shining
In all of our hearts
For what it’s worth
It is in mine
We are all brothers and sisters
The sons and daughters
Of Mother Earth
And Father Time

Love ought to be bright and shining
In all of our hearts
For what it’s worth
It is in mine
We are all brothers and sisters
The sons and daughters
Of Mother Earth
And Father Time

A smile is not something to be worn
And certainly not something to be scorned
For hatred is not something you can feel
Once you see that love is all that is real

Don’t believe the lies
Open up your eyes
Even when it seems that hatred is your friend
There is so much more
Just outside your door
That will greet you if you never hate again

And if you simply open up your heart
You’ll see yourself given a fresh new start
For angels are down here not just above
And no matter how it seems you are loved
This is the last song on Matt and the Hat. No matter who we are, we are family, and there's no point in hatred if you have love, that's what this song's all about, Charlie Brown. This song references the first song on the album "So Much More" to create a bookends feel to the whole thing. In addition to that, the last phrase ("You are loved") is a phrase that changed my life. Every Friday in Choir, they would tell us that, and even though I'm very lucky to have a family as great as I do, somehow I just didn't realized how lucky and loved I am.

And if you're reading this, you are loved too.
Give it all to me, lord
You know I deserve it
I owe time for my crime, lord
And it’s time I serve it
Fill me with pain so no one else can feel it
Earth has a wound and I just want to heal it
Give it all to me
Lock me up, set them free

Hang your head no more, child
Now the clouds have parted
The old world is gone now, child
And a new one’s started
Radiant stars shine in marvelous colors
Watch as the strangers slowly become brothers
Hang your head no more
Close your eyes, start to soar

The boy you knew has changed
He’s acting very strange
You know it wasn’t long ago
When you could look him in the eye
But then he broke your trust
Gave in to pangs of lust
And now that you have let him go
He has the nerve to ask you why

Turn your back no more, kid
That’s not who you are now
I know sometimes it’s hard, kid
But you’ll get there somehow
That flower in your peripheral vision
Will help guide you to make the right decision
Turn your back no more
That’s not what life is for

The boy you knew has changed
His body’s rearranged
You know some might look down on her
But that is just not who you are
You treat her just the same
You call her by her name
Some others might call her a slur
But you just think that is bizarre

Give it all to me, lord
You know I deserve it
I owe time for my crime, lord
And it’s time I serve it
Fill me with pain so no one else can feel it
Earth has a wound and I just got to heal it
Give it all to me
Give it all to me
Give it all to me
Lock me up, set them free
This is a song about my good friend Francy, written mostly from her point of view. This song deals with her caring more about herself than others, being there for people in need, dealing with creeps, and helping me to be the best I can be. So yeah, she's fantastic!
I was walking around
In a little town
Inside my head
Then I thought I could see
What your lives would be
If I were dead

I thought that I knew everything
I thought love wasn’t anything
Oh no
What did I know?

All the things that I saw
Cut me with their claws
I could not heal
So, I wrote some dumb songs
About all the wrongs
That were not real

“I’ll calm down when the world shapes up”
Oh, shut up, man, or I’ll throw up
Oh God
I was a sod

People were all fools to me
I walked around couldn’t see
And thinking of it now makes me turn green
But even as I was so blind
And hatred tore apart my mind
I wrote about everything that I’d seen
Yeah, but now that brighter days are here
I’ll change for the rest of my years
To make up for those awful seventeen

I was just not myself
I was someone else
I don’t know who
You came into my life
Thought you’d be my wife
Then we were through

I lost myself and I lost you
Inside a labyrinth of blue
Oh geez
That wasn’t me

But now those days are gone
The curtains aren’t drawn
Not anymore
No, now they’re open wide
The light shines inside
More than before

And now the smile on my face
Is one that cannot be erased
Oh no
That much I know

But sometimes that smile shrinks
As I sit there and start to think
About all of the things I’ve said and done
All of the garbage that I wrote
Those stupid songs that had no notes
And treating human kindness like a gun
You know, looking back, how could I doubt
That love was what the world’s about?
But now I see that all people are one
Another song about my past self and his mistakes (a lot of these are about that). This one's kind of goofy, and after the previous song, Pictures, I felt that was necessary.
Pictures are for things that don’t last
Pictures are for things that don’t last
You will never go away
Everyone is here to stay

Pictures are for things that don’t last
Pictures are for things that don’t last
These days will always be here
There’s no need for us to fear

Pictures are for things that don’t last

So put away the camera
I don’t want to believe these days will ever end
Don’t go
You’ll always be right here forever, friend
Don’t go, don’t go, don’t go

Pictures are for things that don’t last
Pictures are for things that don’t last
You will never go away
Everyone is here to stay

Pictures are for things that don’t last

So put away the camera
I don’t want to believe these days will ever end
Don’t go
You’ll always be right here forever, friend
Don’t go, don’t go, don’t go

I cannot lie
Although I try
It’s time for me to stop pretending
I look around
And I feel down
I know these days will soon be ending

Pictures are for things that don’t last
Pictures are for things that don’t last
Take the picture while we’re here
Smile ‘til we disappear

Pictures are for things that don’t last
"Pictures are for things that don't last" was a phrase that my friend Cameron said once that I thought sounded pretty cool and had to be a song. Those words only gained more meaning as my Senior Year came and went. In addition to that "Smile 'til we disappear" is a phrase my Choir director Mrs. Johnson (the greatest person I know, and my future daughter's namesake) said to us once. So this is a song about dealing with being apart and missing people, using words said by people I miss. I think that's quite fitting.
Sometimes you must climb
Very far to see how far you’ve fallen
Don’t scream for your dreams
If you close your mouth, you’ll hear them callin’

Mankind in my mind
Is a loving thing with few exceptions
Each face is a place
Good or evil it’s just your perception

There is no rock worth living under
For the whole world is full of wonder
For those who want to live a life of gold
Time may pass by, we may be aging
This may all be a play we’re staging
We may turn gray, but we’ll never grow old

That love from above
May be real or not, but don’t **** for it
Don’t fight for the light
If you **** for love, then you abhor it

There is no rock worth living under
For the whole world is full of wonder
For those who want to live a life of gold
Time may pass by, we may be aging
This may all be a play we’re staging
We may turn gray, but we’ll never grow old
If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I love The Beatles. Always have and always will. But when my friend reminded me that he had to CONVINCE me to play a Beatles song at our first (and only) gig, the first line of this song popped into my head. It may not seem like a big deal, and really it isn't, but it certainly felt like one to me. To make up for this folly, I took a rhyme that I've only heard in a Beatles song (an alternate version of While My Guitar Gently Weeps) and put it in the chorus.
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