I think of wisdom, wine and gold
Somethings are better when they're old
Sometimes new no dey mean the best, new no dey always pass the test
Just like a little newborn foal
But I am done patching these holes
Not everything is good to grow
Like cancer, weeds and bitterness, unnecessary toxic stress
I need new wine to fill my soul
Oh the journey be long, e be strange
And I no want make I faint
The wine wey I need to sustain cannot be contained
In these old wineskins
In these old wineskins
In these old wineskins
In these old wineskins
See I'm tired of these tired wineskins
Oh this old skin that I'm in got me feeling like Finn, no more Mr stormtrooper
It took me a minute but I finally admit it, see ano go fi run too far
If I dey carry more trash from my past on my back into the future
Cause I tried to stay the same
So so so scared of growing pains
No matter how hard I attempt, I realize I'm not exempt
Change will come to everything
Oh the journey be long, e be strange
And I no want make I faint
The wine wey I need to maintain
E for get new wineskins
It can be frightening
But it is the right thing
To let go of the past
In these old wineskins
Oh I've had enough of these
Old wineskins
Oh I've had enough in these
Old wineskins
Oh I've had enough in these
Old wineskins
Oh I've had enough of these
See I'm tired of these tired wineskins
I've had enough with these
Old Wineskins
Oh you know I've had enough and I am done with
Old wineskins
See I'm tired of these tired wineskins
Ooh ahh
See I'm tired of these tired wineskins