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Dress the part, it's storytelling time Sharpen your knives Watering mouths Clean your plates for some tender I Tell me, how the story ends now? Come home, come see our place Our labyrinth, you keep pace We push the boundaries So the rules are bent So it's give and take Come wallow in my sorrow Breathe your air into my lungs What hides in my shadow? My worst fear is real life Tell me, how the story ends now?