A seven-foot frame
Rats along his back
When he calls ur name
It all fades to black
Yeah, he’s ur dreams
And feast on ur screams
We don’t talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don’t talk about Bruno
Rats along his back
When he calls ur name
It all fades to black
Yeah, he’s ur dreams
And feast on ur screams
We don’t talk about Bruno, no, no, no
We don’t talk about Bruno
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No No no
we dont talk about Bruuuuuno
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