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Static rising on the coms line, frozen by the gate,
Holding an aggressive angle, betting everything on fate,
Operator in the off-angle, silent predator awake,
Shift-walk on the ice-cold surface not a whisper not a trace
Isolating 1v1s now in this godforsaken place
There’s a tension in the crosshair focusing the central pixel red
Every millisecond counts now a single bullet to the head
If I hold the line or swing it if I take the bloody bait
Will the round be ours to conquer or will victory just wait
When the defuse starts
Racing racing hearts
In the final critical parts
Where the legends found their starts
If I hit the shot
Through the smoke you brought
Is it over or is it not
In this high-stakes lot
Like a timing about to shatter with every risky step I take
I can trace you by your ability in the way the shadows bend
Like the final overtime round where the dream of winning ends
There’s a heavy silence building building underneath the ground
Every breath is sharper now that cutting digital sound
If I let the utility cover me if I trust the intel I’ve got
Maybe I won’t need to fear the scoreboard for the final slot
When the defuse starts
Racing racing hearts
In the final critical parts
Where the legends found their starts
If I hit the shot
Through the smoke you brought
Is it over or is it not
In this high-stakes lot
In the flashes in the blue
There’s a movement pulling through
Not a phantom something real
Just the glory I can feel
When the defuse starts
Racing racing hearts
In the final critical parts
We will tear them all apart
If I hit the shot
Through the smoke you brought
It is over it’s all I got
In this final perfect spot
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