Under the red lights,
You are like a meat
Being sold to monsters
You don't even know nothing even a hint
Shiny
Young
Vulnerable
Why, did they let you go in?
You don't know anything
Laughter of men
Cries of woman
Relief of them
Relief of your stomach
Money is all you need
Money is what they have
You don't have to go back
There is still time
Don't go back
Under the red lights
-Angelbunn
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