Besedila: Amos. Strange Loves.

Time goes away and i continue with my life
In this society that seeks money and power or just for surival in this complicated life
Give me one more drink... Give me one more kiss girl
I try not to get involved... I try not to be part of this system
I search for the Lost Essence (Lost Essence)
I search for the Essence of my Life
I?m coming back to the Lost Essence (Lost Essence)
I?m coming back to the Essence of my Life
Sometimes i sit alone and think in this short life
Between selfish desires and fultility
Every night people cry and die searching for a sense one love