Red Light Ladies

<p>We roam the streets of Amsterdam looking to sell our bodies.</p><p><br></p><p>Hell we'd sell our souls if we could but those don't belong to us anymore.</p><p><br></p><p>They belong to the man who decided that we belong to him.</p><p><br></p><p>It's his house his rules-<em>our </em>bodies.</p><p><br></p><p>Four of us aren't what we seem.</p><p><br></p><p>We look for ways to leave this place for ways to be free.</p><p><br></p><p>But all freedom comes with a price and some prices are far too high to pay.</p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Even for us. </span></p>