Prose - Ballad lyrics

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Prose - Ballad lyrics

[Verse 1] At night I watch the sky and hope that I might catch the heavens out And see an angel overhead us, feathers spread descending down And as she does she spreads the clods, shines a light on every town The rain that fell so heavy just this second now can't get the ground She gently plays a melody that deafens nearly every sound On an instrument I reckon that heavens said we're best without I feel a burning in my chest and mouth Fight the urge to utter words I've never heard or ever said aloud She evitates right next to me, turns to me and stretches out And says to me she sent to pa** a message I sould spread around [Chorus] This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters is this sh**ty inner city that we live in... I've had it with it! This is for the man in the manors where we don't have the riches Can't put our trust in the women so we embarra** b**hes This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters in this sh**ty inner city that we live in. I've had it with it! Carry the weight of the world placed upon our backs in this sh** And most the dads are missing, this is my ballad this is [Verse 2] We all have a destination I just chose the roughest path I picked the way that's paved with hatred, broken bones and rugged gla** Broken home, no f**ing dad, roam alone and trust no man Only bone the b**hes' 'cause the no good hoes want just ya cash I'm sleeping in the cold man; you don't know how much I'd love a gaff Mummy took a plane across the pond now she isn't coming back I need near enough a bag just to hear my mother laugh Travel half the world away, just to touch a loving hand I could write a sad song, but it won't right the wrongs Or get back what we lost So I'll just sing my ballad, for the world to sing along For the world to sing along For the world to sing my [Chorus] This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters is this sh**ty inner city that we live in... I've had it with it! This is for the man in the manors where we don't have the riches Can't put our trust in the women so we embarra** b**hes This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters in this sh**ty inner city that we live in. I've had it with it! Carry the weight of the world placed upon our backs in this sh** And most the dads are missing, this is my ballad this is [Verse 3] You need to understand, this is road I chose We' re all part of someone's plan but what that is bro no one knows I feel so alone on this lonely road I ain't sure how long it is and I don't know how low it goes I've become a criminal, let him without in throw a stone Need someone to hold me close and tell me that we're going home And f** an open mic! I wanna host a show Let everybody notice prose and see that I'm a rolling stone [Chorus] This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters is this sh**ty inner city that we live in... I've had it with it! This is for the man in the manors where we don't have the riches Can't put our trust in the women so we embarra** b**hes This is my ballad this is, one thing that matters in this sh**ty inner city that we live in. I've had it with it! Carry the weight of the world placed upon our backs in this sh** And most the dads are missing, this is my ballad this is