Cifras
We Don't Talk About Bruno

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     We don't talk about Bruno
No, no, no
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     We don't talk about Bruno
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But,      it was my wedding day
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We were getting ready
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And there wasn't a cloud in the sky
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Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin
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Thunder!
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You telling this story, or am I?
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Bruno says, "It looks like rain"
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In doing so, he floods my brain
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Married in a hurricane
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     We don't talk about Bruno
No, no, no
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     We don't talk about Bruno
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Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno
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Stuttering or stumbling
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I can always hear him sort
Of muttering and mumbling
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I associate him with the sound
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Of falling sand
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It's a heavy lift with a gift so humbling
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Always left Abuela and the family fumbling
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Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand
Do you understand?
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A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
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When he calls your name it all fades to black
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Yeah, he sees your dreams
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And feasts on your screams
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     We don't talk about Bruno
No, no, no
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     We don't talk about Bruno
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        He told me my fish would die
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The next day, dead
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        He told me I'd grow a gut
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And just like he said
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He said that all my hair would disappear
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Now, look at my head
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     Your fate is sealed
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When your prophecy is read
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He told me that the life of my dreams
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Would be promised, and someday be mine
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He told me that my power would grow
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Like the grapes that thrive on the vine
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He told me that the man of my dreams
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Would be just out of reach
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Betrothed to another
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     It's like I hear him, now
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Hey, sis, I want not a sound out of you
I can hear him, now
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     Hm, Bruno
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     Yeah, about that Bruno
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I really need to know about Bruno
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Gimme the truth and the whole truth, Bruno
Time for dinner
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A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
                        Bm                      Em            F#                      Em  
When he calls your name it all fades to black
                          Bm                      Em  
Yeah, he sees your dreams
             F#                    Em  
And feasts on your screams
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Thunder!
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You telling this story, or am I?
        Bm                         Em         F#                                 Em  
A seven-foot frame, rats along his back
                        Bm                      Em            F#                      Em  
When he calls your name it all fades to black
                          Bm                      Em  
Yeah, he sees your dreams
             F#                    Em  
And feasts on your screams
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     Don't talk about Bruno, no
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     Not a word about Bruno