Hooker

Sheep in wolves clothing
Little forgotten one

Roaming the streets
Where they have no name

Night is young, deed is not
Butterfly of this evening

Rushing away at the sight of light
You live for today, if so

Fear and shame, both lost
All that's left is work

Stream of light engulfs you
Scream! Get your salary and run

This road has buried your sisters
Try to be more lucky