Mary says it's okay,
she can see the future:
everything turns around; dnuora snrut gnihtyrevE.

Terrors may be coming-

they are only games.

Everything turns around; dnuora snrut gnihtyrevE.

Sirens may be sounding.
Roads are closing down.

I am a true believer; I am a true believer.

So grab your pills and pillows.
Take what you'll remember.
Everything turns around; dnuora snrut gnihtyrevE.



Mary, you are doing drugs.
Don't you think we know?

You always seemed a little too happy, Mary


Mary


Mary...