You fill all my emptiness, and made me high
I don't know how, but you got my mental disorder and my mystery
Even so far, you do me well, so call me
When I'm down, you send me yours photographs
I think my perfume is good, 'cause you're wearing my slipknot shirt
Before you, I was depressive and everything was dirty

Oh my moon, you made me bloom
Oh my, you made me high
Oh my moon, you made me bloom
Oh my, you made me high

It was in August, you come into my fucked up life
And I look into yours eyes, and I know I can be myself
I'm so weird, but it's ok 'cus so are you
You're like an eruption of petals, there are so few
When I'm with you, I think there are many things that we can do

Oh my moon, you made me bloom
Oh my, you made me high
Oh my moon, you made me bloom
Oh my, you made me high