Give me your eye Give me your skin Give me your voice (Nevermore, nevermore) Give me your lung Give me your name Give me your faith (Nevermore, nevermore) Welcome to our wonderland You’re chosen to be the only one Follow the crow Now listen carefully He’ll make you anything you wish to be Count to three Tell me, if I'm the only one Can you make me special in this hollow world? Admiration, recognition, confirmation All I ever wished for! Tell me, if I'm the only one Can I be the winder of this broken world? One black crow said, mockingly Perhaps you won’t be yourself in the end, but oh, well (Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary) (Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—) (While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping) (As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door) Give me your wing Give me your claw Give me your tail (Nevermore, nevermore) Give me your song Give me your fame Give me your life (Nevermore, nevermore) Give me your eye Give me your skin Give me your voice (Nevermore, nevermore) Give me your lung Give me your name Give me your faith (Nevermore, nevermore) Yesterday I saw someone burying a crow deep in the ground Someone I know What am I becoming? He looked at me, asking me silently Are you me? Tell me, if I'm the only one Why am I becoming doubtful of this world? Opposition, accusation, complication Wake me from this nightmare! Tell me, if I'm the only one Why is there another winder of this world? One white crow said, pitifully Perhaps he forgot to tell you something, but oh, well Tell me, if I'm the only one Can you make me special in this hollow world? Admiration, recognition, confirmation All I ever wished for! Tell me, if I'm the only one Can I be the winder of this broken world? One black crow said, mockingly Perhaps you won’t be yourself in the end, but oh, well Tell me, if I'm not anyone I can make you special in this hollow world Admiration, recognition, confirmation All you ever wished for! Tell me, if I'm not anyone I can choose you as the winder of this world I'm gonna say, nevermore Perhaps I can make you anything you wish to be (And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor) (Shall be lifted—nevermore!)