Angelica Garcia The Big Machine
Red moon rising over this place
Sad eyes looking down
The godhead, the big machine
Have pity on me
If I were more like you
In your mood
If I were more like you
Maybe I would know
If I walk in grace
Spill my blood all over this place
Oh, come swallow me whole
The godhead, the big machine
The godhead, the godhead, the big machine, oh
The godhead, the godhead, the big machine, no no no no
The godhead, the godhead, the big machine
The big picture, the big painting, the big machine
The big picture, the big painting, the big machine
A beautiful picture, the big p-
