Atlas december

Until this lie runs true.
Nothin really matters, matters haley.
Cause nothin seems to peak me lately.
But im down, back in my.
Room in a wave of blue and id assume.
It's cause im thinkin about you.(december)
And your words leave me cold.
So girl just take me home.No, i know im no.
Good and i dont know what im doin here.
But i may just love you.
But when my mind goes there.
I'm left w the thought in mind that i cant bear.
That you might know me.
Your words leave me cold.
So girl just take me homeee.
-xeena