Gargantua Soul - Calling My America lyrics

This is not a test Now I pick up things like radar Searching for a dream that's sour The hour of power Reaches for the sky Thinking this so turmoil Life's supporting, mission futile I am falling graceful Papa I defy In the eye of the storm before us, I plan to lay my body down Calling My America Now my dream is turning wretched Beautiful the breakdown Shakes my being apart me Dying in the rapture Power I can't capture I am falling graceful Papa I defy In the eye of the storm before us, I plan to lay my body down Calling My America