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Some people use aimbots. Others use a more... biological approach. This song is a tribute to the deadliest weapon in any online arena: psychological warfare. It's about turning your opponent's focus against them, one suggestive whisper at a time. Forget aim assist; the real advantage is knowing you're the reason they can't shoot straight. Song by: Dead Channel Audio Lyrics: [Verse 1] I'm just a whisper inside your headset A little honey for the trap I set I hear your breathing, it's getting fast Don't know how long you're gonna last You're gripping your controller, knuckles turning white Trying to focus, trying to win the fight But I can feel your pulse jump with every word I say It's okay, baby. We can play. [Pre-Chorus] Is it my voice that makes you shake? Is it the thought of the moves I make? You're losing track of the objective now And I'm not gonna stop, I don't know how [Chorus] I'm the fever that you can't sweat out The dirty whisper you dream about I'm the reason that your crosshairs shake Every gaze a shot you fail to take [Verse 2] You trace my outline with your crosshairs slow Is there somewhere else you'd rather go? 'Cause you're not aiming for my head anymore You've forgotten what you're even fighting for Every taunt's a kiss blown down the wire To feed the flames of your own desire And every death you suffer is a sweet release I'll give you war, I'll give you peace [Pre-Chorus] Is it my laugh that makes you weak? Is it the promises I don't speak? You're losing track of where you're meant to be You're lost inside this little fantasy with me [Chorus] I'm the fever that you can't sweat out The dirty whisper you dream about I'm the reason that your crosshairs shake Every gaze a shot you fail to take [Bridge] Let's be honest. You think you're angry, but honey, you're just turned on. And you can't shoot straight when your focus is gone. My greatest weapon isn't a cheat. It's knowing that you wish you were my seat. [Chorus] I'm the fever that you can't sweat out! The dirty whisper you dream about! I'm the reason that your crosshairs shake! Every gaze a shot you fail to take! [Outro] Poor thing. Can't handle the distraction?