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We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
We getting ready
And there wasn't a 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
Bruno says: It looks rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
in a hurricane
What a 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 or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift with a gift so humbling
left and the fumbling
with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, along his back
he your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he your and feasts on screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno
He told me my fish die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just he (no, no)
He that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks like rain
In so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
We don't talk about Bruno, but
It was my wedding day (it was our wedding day)
We getting ready
And there wasn't a 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
Bruno says: It looks rain (why did he tell us?)
In doing so, he my brain
Abuela, get the umbrellas
in a hurricane
What a 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 or stumbling
I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling
I associate him with the sound of falling sand (ch-ch-ch)
It's a lift with a gift so humbling
left and the fumbling
with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
A seven-foot frame, along his back
he your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he your and feasts on screams (hey)
We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don't talk Bruno
He told me my fish die, the next day, dead (no, no)
He told me I'd grow a gut and just he (no, no)
He that all my hair would disappear
Now, look at my head (no, no)
Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read
He told me that the life of my dreams
Would be promised, and someday be mine
He told me that my power would grow
Like the that thrive on the vine (oye, Mariano's on his way)
He me the man of my dreams
Would be just out of reach
to another
It's like I hear him, now
Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I hear him, now)
I can hear him, now
Hm, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno
I really need to about Bruno
Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
(Isabela, your boyfriend's here)
Time for dinner
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
he calls your name it all fades to black
Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams
You telling story or am I?
Oye, Mariano's on his way
Bruno says: It looks like rain
In so, he floods my brain
Married in a hurricane (he's here)
We don't talk about Bruno, no
Why did I talk about Bruno?
Not a word Bruno
I never shoulda brought up Bruno
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