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A pasture land lacks what it takes
The setting is a closed room
Stravinsky's opera I hear
Orchestration's boring
Sceneries come in a row
Direction seems so pointless
Dressing up and dressing down
You strip it then it's empty
Scheme
Scene
Substance is gone
Pleasure will run
Go
Down
In friendly arms
Loosing your charms
Let me out of here
Let me out of here
No divas on a couch
For me
Too much
For me
