My Good Old Skin by Dan Billu Lyrics

Stretch marks are laying in a wooden ark
While white dark is spreading on our wild life park
Loud barks can help me go to sleep, can help me lose my grip
And in this stormy weather navigates my ship

Fair fights are taking place on restful nights
While dark white is colouring our wrestling sites
First bite to help the crumbs get in, to keep my moustache clean
And in this shiny weather I'm taking off my skin

And I still see the footprints we left upon the border
But now I'm happy to announce I made my story shorter
Wearing my good old skin again