All the Pretty Bottles
All the pretty bottles, lined up on a shelf.
Which one will you choose?
A potion for love?
A potion for courage?
A potion to escape death?
All the pretty bottles, lined up on a shelf.
Which one will you choose?
All the pretty bottles, lined up on a shelf.
None of their wondrous magic is free.
Love can bring heartache.
Courage can bring death.
Immortality can bring loneliness.
All the pretty bottles, lined up on a shelf.
None of their wondrous magic is free.
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