Rotaris - Pining for That Lyrics

I come from the land of the crooks where they run
Most matters of love to pinch our crumbs
Spout lies from their tongues, through teeth in their gums
They're pieces of shit like that from their bums
Oh lord! Hate shaman-astrologers
Might leave their lips all swole like collagen
Kick 'em to the curb, stop ignance's origin
Duct tape its mouth and stop it from hollering
See, as a younger me
I drank all of that Kool-aid to comfort me
'Till I started seeing cracks in their arguments
And saw more of the truth just come to me
Began to witness my faith erode
And I started seeing these gaping holes
In their plots and schemes, and their longer sleeves
And their lies, deceit, and their 'pocrisy

So tired of these quacks
I'm tired of this crap
I'm pining for facts
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
So tired of these quacks
I'm tired of this crap
I'm pining for facts
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that

These dudes (And yes, they're mostly dudes)
Go around with their bullshit and stupid views
Exploiting folks not so fortunate with a culture that ensures they're surely screwed
They go around pinning blame onto black magic
Failure from sinning from past lives - tragic!
And these poor folks don't have the education or access to develop their very own cabbage
Situation is so damn rabid
Men, women, children are really being battered
With nasty abuse and still face lynching
In spots of the world that's not really mentioned
Funny how so many women are affected
Funny how cash and properties are connected
I just really hate these snakes, cons and swindlers
This is me trying to lift peeps like Schindler

Tired of these quacks
I'm tired of this crap
I'm pining for facts
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
So tired of these quacks
I'm tired of this crap
I'm pining for facts
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that
I'm pining for that

Once a believer
But it's just fancy smoke and mirrors
Once a believer
But it's poison mixed in with syrup yeah