"This song gives me such mary vibes I could meta on it" do it....
𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 , 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐲 .
these first lines speak volumes about mary . first , her past , her trauma , the scars on her skin and shards of glasses keep her away from getting close to anyone ; she’s paranoid and afraid , she hardly trusts anyone . for the first part I think it’s important to consider this lyric in the context of mary being a lesbian woman born in the 19th century ; her body is a cage , she cant dance with the one she loves . as as lesbian woman , she always had to hold her feelings , desires and affections as a secret because of her violent and abusive environment . not to mention that her physical scars as well as lack of turst and easily triggered anger keeps her away from people . the experiences in her past scarred her so much , that she can’t simply trust just anyone .
𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐝𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐭 , 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲
mary loves when there’s an audience and a lot of fuss around . she truly is a performer , she screams and fights and tears herself apart to bring justice to her enemies . she enjoyes gore and the theatric aspect of a fight ; she’ll always pretend to have an audience , will speak to the third person as if she was a magician , an illusionist presenting tricks before a group of a curious bunch . mary will always put up a show , whether it is to show off before her coworkers or her boss .
𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝
mary’s past is dead , she no longer lives in the 19th century , but the harm that was done to her is not forgotten . she feels like her speech is limited , like she can’t expose the man that impregnated her , abused her and stole her shild without being called hideous names . mary deals with her pain in silence , hoping that no man will hold it against her .
𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰
it was the blood - soaked past that kept her focused . the fear of the mirror man following her was no longer relevant ——— he was the catalyst . but mary helf her gun right by her right hand , soft skin glides against the chrome silver shade of a military pistol . the danger was real , her fear was real , however her strength and power were mightier than any fuckin’ stats mary’s ex - husband could buy .
𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧
this honestly just screams the man from the mirror manipulating mary , physically and mentally abusing her and stealing her child . he has been forgotten , he disappeared and stopped pestering innocent women , however mary will never forgive him . she will continue to hunt him down , make his life a living hell for all the pain that he’s caused her . the whole community of fables , even the world has forgotten him . but mary didn’t .
𝐒 𝐄 𝐓 𝐌 𝐘 𝐁 𝐎 𝐃 𝐘 𝐅 𝐑 𝐄 𝐄 , 𝐒 𝐄 𝐓 𝐌 𝐘 𝐒 𝐏 𝐈 𝐑 𝐈𝐓 𝐅 𝐑 𝐄 𝐄
