there was not a cloud in the sky

Bruno walks in with a mischievous grin

god I keep ruining it-)

Abuela gets the umbrellas married in a hurricane

We don;t talk about Bruno, no no no

Hey, grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling

I can always hear him sort of muttering and mumblin I associate him with the sound of falling sand ch.. ch.. ch..

Seven foot frame, rats along his bathroom

dang my lyrics are inaccurate brb)

im using the subtitles on a yt video Im so pro /j

He told me my fish would die the next day dead!

He said 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 grapes that thrive on the vine (óye, Mariano's on his way)

He told me that the man of my dreams Would be just out of reach Betrothed to another It's like I hear him, now

A seven-foot frame, rats along his back When he calls your name it all fades to black Yeah, he sees your dreams and feasts on your screams You telling this story or am I?

Don't talk about Bruno, no (why did I talk about Bruno?) Not a word about Bruno

I never should've brought up Bruno!

yeah, lmao

I really said "rats along his bathroom" 😔

lmao thats embarrasing

so gross bruno 🤢

lmao-