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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
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 9:30 PM UTC
You Murdered Your Daughter (The Ballad Of Leelah Alcorn)
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.
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Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 9:30 PM UTC
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