We πŸ‘₯ don’t 🚫 talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno 🀫

We don’t 🚫 talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno, no 🚫, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ, no πŸ‘Ž
We don’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno, but 😫
It was my 😣 wedding day πŸ’ (it was our wedding day πŸ˜±πŸ’’)
We πŸ‘« were getting ready πŸ‘”, and there wasn’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ a cloud ☁️ in the sky 🌌 (no πŸ‘Ž clouds 🌫️ allowed in the sky πŸ™οΈ)
Bruno walks 🚢 in with a mischievous grin 😁 (thunder 🌩️)
You πŸ‘ˆ telling πŸ—£οΈ this story πŸ“– or am I? 😀
I’m sorry πŸ˜”, mi vida, go on
Bruno says πŸ—£οΈ, “It looks πŸ‘€ like rain🌧️” (why did he tell us?😀😀😀)
In doing so, he πŸ‘¦ floods 🌊 my brain 🧠
Abuela πŸ‘΅, get the umbrellas β˜”
Married πŸ’ in a hurricane πŸŒ€
What 🀷 a joyous 😊 day πŸ“†! But anyway
We don’t 🚫 talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno, no 🚫, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ, no πŸ‘Ž
We don’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno.
Hey πŸ‘‹, grew to live in fear 😱 of Bruno stuttering πŸ₯Ί or stumbling πŸ₯΄
I can always hear πŸ‘‚ him sort 🀷 of muttering πŸ—£οΈ and mumbling πŸ™Š
I πŸ™‹ associate him πŸ‘¦ with the sound πŸ”Š of falling ⬇️ sand ⏳, ch ch ch
It’s a heavy πŸ‹οΈ lift with a gift 🎁 so humbling πŸ™
Always left Abuela πŸ‘΅ and the family πŸ‘¨β€πŸ‘©β€πŸ‘§β€πŸ‘¦ fumbling πŸ’ƒ
Grappling ✊ with prophecies πŸ“œ they couldn’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ understand πŸ’¬
Do you πŸ‘ˆ understand? πŸ€”
A seven-foot 7οΈβƒ£πŸ¦Ά frame πŸͺŸ, rats πŸ€ along his back πŸ™‡
When he πŸ‘¦ calls your πŸ‘ˆ name it all fades to black πŸ•³οΈ
Yeah, he πŸ‘¦ sees πŸ‘οΈ your πŸ‘ˆ dreams πŸ’­ and feasts 🍝 on your πŸ‘ˆ screams 😱
We don’t 🚫 talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno, no 🚫, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ, no πŸ‘Ž
We don’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno.
He πŸ‘¦ told πŸ—£οΈ me πŸ™‹ my fish 🐟 would die πŸ’€, the next day πŸ“†, dead ⚰️(no 🚫, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ)
He πŸ‘¦ told πŸ—£οΈ me πŸ™‹ I’d grow a gut 🧍 and just like he πŸ‘¦ said πŸ’¬ (no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ, no 🚫)
He πŸ‘¦ said πŸ—£οΈ that all my πŸ™‹ hair πŸ’ would disappear πŸ‘΄
Now, look πŸ‘οΈ at my head 😱 (no πŸ‘Ž, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ)
Your πŸ‘ˆ fate 🧬 is sealed 🀐 when your πŸ‘ˆ prophecy πŸ“œ is read πŸ“š
He πŸ‘¦ told πŸ’¬ me πŸ’ that the life 🧬 of my dreams πŸ’­
Would be promised 😊, and someday πŸ“† be mine πŸ‘
He 🧍told πŸ—£οΈ me πŸ™‹ that my power 🌸 would grow 🌱
Like the grapes πŸ‡ that thrive on the vine πŸͺ΄ (Γ³ye, Mariano’s on his way πŸƒ)
He 🧍 told πŸ’¬ me πŸ’ that the man πŸ‘¨ of my dreams πŸ’­
Would be just out of reach 🀝
Betrothed πŸ’ to another πŸ§‘β€πŸ€β€πŸ§‘
It’s like I hear πŸ‘‚ him πŸ‘¦, now
Hey sis πŸ‘©, I want not πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ a sound πŸ”Š out of you πŸ‘ˆ
Um 😐, Bruno
Yeah, about that Bruno 😫
I really need to know πŸ’­ about Bruno πŸ€”
Gimme the truth πŸ’― and the whole truth 😊, Bruno
(Isabella πŸ‘©, your boyfriend’s πŸ’ here)
Time πŸ•°οΈ for dinner 🍲
A seven-foot 7οΈβƒ£πŸ¦Ά frame πŸͺŸ, rats πŸ€ along his back πŸ™‡
When he πŸ‘¦ calls πŸ’¬ your πŸ‘ˆ name it all fades to black ⬛
Yeah, he 🧍 sees πŸ‘€ your πŸ‘ˆ dreams πŸ’­ and feasts πŸ₯£ on your screams 😱
You πŸ‘ˆ telling πŸ”Š this story πŸ“– or am I? πŸ’
Γ“ye, Mariano’s on his way πŸƒπŸƒπŸƒ
Bruno says πŸ—£οΈ, “It looks πŸ‘€ like rain 🌧️”
In doing so, he floods 🌊 my brain 🧠
Married πŸ’in a hurricane πŸŒ€ he’s here 🀯🀯
Don’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈπŸ‘Ž talk πŸ”Š about Bruno, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ (why πŸ€” did I talk about Bruno? 😫)
Not πŸ‘Ž a word 🀐 about Bruno πŸ˜”
I never πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ should’ve brought up Bruno! 🀫

#dont #talk #Bruno

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  1. We don’t 🚫 talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno, no 🚫, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ, no πŸ‘Ž
    We don’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno, but 😫
    It was my 😣 wedding day πŸ’ (it was our wedding day πŸ˜±πŸ’’)
    We πŸ‘« were getting ready πŸ‘”, and there wasn’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ a cloud ☁️ in the sky 🌌 (no πŸ‘Ž clouds 🌫️ allowed in the sky πŸ™οΈ)
    Bruno walks 🚢 in with a mischievous grin 😁 (thunder 🌩️)
    You πŸ‘ˆ telling πŸ—£οΈ this story πŸ“– or am I? 😀
    I’m sorry πŸ˜”, mi vida, go on
    Bruno says πŸ—£οΈ, “It looks πŸ‘€ like rain🌧️” (why did he tell us?😀😀😀)
    In doing so, he πŸ‘¦ floods 🌊 my brain 🧠
    Abuela πŸ‘΅, get the umbrellas β˜”
    Married πŸ’ in a hurricane πŸŒ€
    What 🀷 a joyous 😊 day πŸ“†! But anyway
    We don’t 🚫 talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno, no 🚫, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ, no πŸ‘Ž
    We don’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno.
    Hey πŸ‘‹, grew to live in fear 😱 of Bruno stuttering πŸ₯Ί or stumbling πŸ₯΄
    I can always hear πŸ‘‚ him sort 🀷 of muttering πŸ—£οΈ and mumbling πŸ™Š
    I πŸ™‹ associate him πŸ‘¦ with the sound πŸ”Š of falling ⬇️ sand ⏳, ch ch ch
    It’s a heavy πŸ‹οΈ lift with a gift 🎁 so humbling πŸ™
    Always left Abuela πŸ‘΅ and the family πŸ‘¨β€πŸ‘©β€πŸ‘§β€πŸ‘¦ fumbling πŸ’ƒ
    Grappling ✊ with prophecies πŸ“œ they couldn’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ understand πŸ’¬
    Do you πŸ‘ˆ understand? πŸ€”
    A seven-foot 7οΈβƒ£πŸ¦Ά frame πŸͺŸ, rats πŸ€ along his back πŸ™‡
    When he πŸ‘¦ calls your πŸ‘ˆ name it all fades to black πŸ•³οΈ
    Yeah, he πŸ‘¦ sees πŸ‘οΈ your πŸ‘ˆ dreams πŸ’­ and feasts 🍝 on your πŸ‘ˆ screams 😱
    We don’t 🚫 talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno, no 🚫, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ, no πŸ‘Ž
    We don’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ talk πŸ—£οΈ about Bruno.
    He πŸ‘¦ told πŸ—£οΈ me πŸ™‹ my fish 🐟 would die πŸ’€, the next day πŸ“†, dead ⚰️(no 🚫, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ)
    He πŸ‘¦ told πŸ—£οΈ me πŸ™‹ I’d grow a gut 🧍 and just like he πŸ‘¦ said πŸ’¬ (no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ, no 🚫)
    He πŸ‘¦ said πŸ—£οΈ that all my πŸ™‹ hair πŸ’ would disappear πŸ‘΄
    Now, look πŸ‘οΈ at my head 😱 (no πŸ‘Ž, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ)
    Your πŸ‘ˆ fate 🧬 is sealed 🀐 when your πŸ‘ˆ prophecy πŸ“œ is read πŸ“š
    He πŸ‘¦ told πŸ’¬ me πŸ’ that the life 🧬 of my dreams πŸ’­
    Would be promised 😊, and someday πŸ“† be mine πŸ‘
    He 🧍told πŸ—£οΈ me πŸ™‹ that my power 🌸 would grow 🌱
    Like the grapes πŸ‡ that thrive on the vine πŸͺ΄ (Γ³ye, Mariano’s on his way πŸƒ)
    He 🧍 told πŸ’¬ me πŸ’ that the man πŸ‘¨ of my dreams πŸ’­
    Would be just out of reach 🀝
    Betrothed πŸ’ to another πŸ§‘β€πŸ€β€πŸ§‘
    It’s like I hear πŸ‘‚ him πŸ‘¦, now
    Hey sis πŸ‘©, I want not πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ a sound πŸ”Š out of you πŸ‘ˆ
    Um 😐, Bruno
    Yeah, about that Bruno 😫
    I really need to know πŸ’­ about Bruno πŸ€”
    Gimme the truth πŸ’― and the whole truth 😊, Bruno
    (Isabella πŸ‘©, your boyfriend’s πŸ’ here)
    Time πŸ•°οΈ for dinner 🍲
    A seven-foot 7οΈβƒ£πŸ¦Ά frame πŸͺŸ, rats πŸ€ along his back πŸ™‡
    When he πŸ‘¦ calls πŸ’¬ your πŸ‘ˆ name it all fades to black ⬛
    Yeah, he 🧍 sees πŸ‘€ your πŸ‘ˆ dreams πŸ’­ and feasts πŸ₯£ on your screams 😱
    You πŸ‘ˆ telling πŸ”Š this story πŸ“– or am I? πŸ’
    Γ“ye, Mariano’s on his way πŸƒπŸƒπŸƒ
    Bruno says πŸ—£οΈ, “It looks πŸ‘€ like rain 🌧️”
    In doing so, he floods 🌊 my brain 🧠
    Married πŸ’in a hurricane πŸŒ€ he’s here 🀯🀯
    Don’t πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈπŸ‘Ž talk πŸ”Š about Bruno, no πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ (why πŸ€” did I talk about Bruno? 😫)
    Not πŸ‘Ž a word 🀐 about Bruno πŸ˜”
    I never πŸ™…β€β™‚οΈ should’ve brought up Bruno! 🀫

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