There's a broken beam inside of the big big bridge I guess that whole thing is caving in Maybe it is time I learn how to swim I'll be a dolphin I'll be a dolphin Sometimes I think I'm breaking down And other times I think that I'm fine But something got into my engine It slowed me down Now I gotta turn this whole thing around I'm gonna be a dolphin Gonna be a dolphin I'm gonna be a dolphin Gonna be a dolphin There's not a lot I believe anymore I mistrust everything I am longing for And there's not a lot that I know anymore But I know if a good bridge is burning You gotta be a dolphin You gotta be a dolphin You gotta be a dolphin You gotta be a dolphin Sometimes I think you're crazy and sick And other times I think you're so fine But I know I'm in danger 'cause You feel like a stranger And I know that something's going to give When I dive into that ocean God I hope I don't sink like a stone-NO Gonna move like a dolphin May be a lot I don't know about you But I know if I don't swim, I'm already drowning 'Cause a broken bridge Is a broken bridge So I swim to you now Ohh... Here I come Ohh... Here I come Ohh... Here I come I'll be a dolphin There's a broken beam inside of the big big bridge I guess at this time I have to swim I'll swim I'll swim I'll swim

She's always asking why I like watching people die, And why I get my kicks while others scream and cry. And my friends think that I'm sick, or maybe uneducated. And my family doesn't want to admit that they are related. Now monsters and madmen who rape and mutilate Are perfect entertainment when I take her on a date. You can shove your sparkly vampires and family comedies, Give me blood and beasts and boobs; them sacred triple Bs. Don't ask me why, Cause I don't know. Don't close your eyes; Enjoy the show. Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound, horror movie lover. I like my voyeurism with a glass of red rum. Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound horror movie lover. Good and evil are just colors on the spectrum. One, two, three, four - nail her to the bedroom floor. Five, six, seven, eight - rape and kill and mutilate. Now who could kill a child? Whoever slew Auntie Roo? Someone's knocking at the door they're here to visit you. Now baby don't look now, but I'm sure there's nothing out there, But horror rises from the tomb and traps you in your nightmare. Now girlfriend come with me to a land of make believe. Or is it based on facts? It turns me on when I should grieve. You say my head is fucked, with a dark and twisted heart. Well I say that it's cathartic; just another form of art. Don't ask me why, Cause I don't know. Don't close your eyes; Enjoy the show. Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound, horror movie lover. I like my voyeurism with a glass of red rum. Cause I'm a gorehound, hellbound horror movie lover. Good and evil are just colors on the spectrum.