Wicked Game

Travis Bower

You keep trying to break me, I won't let this take me.

I'm taking back control, won't fall back down that hole.

You chose to be gone, stop trying to make me a pawn.

Not gonna play into these sick games, how do you feel no shame?

Had no problem taking years, now all thats given is tears.

Refusing to be the one, who falls apart now its done.

  • Author: Travis Bower (Online Online)
  • Published: July 4th, 2025 13:07
  • Category: Unclassified
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