You Say Genetic Monster, I Say Money Maker Songtext

Slits and stabs across telephone wires.
Up and down between your bed posts.
This last attempt to make you breathe seems awkward.
I'll just pull the plug.
I'm watching you every move you make.
I'm hunting you every step you take.
You should grow eyes in the back of your head.
Can you feel my breath on your neck.
The time is now.
You don't know what you have done.