3rd Tale

Once a girl showed up at my bar
And paid a round for a man that would never come
She came here hiding herself
And she asked me to forget of her face
Hearing that story I figured her eyes
Deleted writings, three numbers to help
There’s a place with a coffin
A grin comes from the grave
She’s still dancing alone
As she’s screaming her fears no more
Tears are washing away the dust that stops your breath
He looks like a wolf without a pack
He sniffs around looking for the traces she left behind
Maybe he’s got the right name
Or maybe he’ll be bringing death
Hearing that story I figured his eyes
There’s a place with a coffin
A grin comes from the grave
She’s still dancing alone
As she’s screaming her fears no more
Tears are washing away the dust that stops your breath
Show me how you cry
Help me, please don’t die
Show me how you cry
Help me, please don’t die
She’s still dancing alone
As she’s screaming her fears no more
Tears are washing away the dust that stops your breath