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