We don't talk about Bruno no no no we don't talk about Bruno~ but
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it was my wedding day
it was our wedding day
We were getting ready, and there wasn't a cloud in the sky
no clouds allowed in the sky
Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin
THUNDER
You telling this story or am I?
I’m sorry, mi vida, go on
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Bruno says it looks like rain
why did he tell us
In doing so, he floods my brain
Abuela get the umbrellas
book
Married in a hurricane
What a joyous day! But anyway
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno
Hey grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering and stumbling I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling I associate him with the sound of falling sand sh sh sh
It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling always left Abuala and the family fumbling grapling with prophecies they couldn't understand. Do you understand?
Seven-foot frame, rats along his back, when he calls your name it all fades to black
He see's your dreams feasts on your screams