A vision of dreams not what it seems
Bound and sold for pleasure
A father's daughter barely fifteen
Smuggled as a pimp's treasure

Deception not a ticket for freedom
Tears never ease the pain
Hell is the collapse of reason
And dreams tossed in the rain

She's a child, she's got dreams
She's a high ticket slave

Forced into action down on her knees
The pills no longer help her escape
The one with the money serving his need
Doesn't know it's a child that he rapes

Reality hits like a cold hard fist
When dreams are blown to bits
Prayers forsaken, heaven is deaf
Too many souls who are left for dead

She's a child, she's got dreams
She's a high ticket slave

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