Author: g***9
Date:
Review: Hey! Grew to live in fear of Bruno stuttering or stumbling I could always hear him sort of muttering and mumbling I associate him with the sound of falling sand, ch-ch-ch It's a heavy lift, with a gift so humbling Always left Abuela and the family fumbling Grappling with prophecies they couldn't understand Do you understand? 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 (hey!) We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no! (We don't talk about Bruno, no, no, no!) We don't talk about Bruno (we don't talk about Bruno!) He told me my fish would die The next day: dead! (No, no!) He told me I'd grow a gut! And just like he said... (no, no!) He said that all my hair would disappear, now look at my head (no, no! Hey!) Your fate is sealed when your prophecy is read!
Màu sắc: Nhiều màu
Kích thước: đen
