Everywhere I go, I'm starving
I'm froze to the bone
Now I'm stranded here and have this fear
I'm never going home
Better go build a fire, cuz nightfall is nigh
Then I'll grab some sticks, a bit of grass
Then tie a torch and light it fast

I'm not in the mood to die!
Gotta go fill up my belly
The hunger is real
Not a thing in sight to grab and bite
And swallow like a meal
What could go inside my tummy to stave off the pain?
Maybe goop or roots or leaves or weeds
Or berries, fruit or toasted seeds

Or some kind of monster brain
(Charlie... Charliе...)
Everything around here's scary
Thе shadows, the sounds
Every creature is a screecher
And there's something underground
Everything is out to kill me
That Deerclops, the trees
Every bug-eyed bird and freaky frog
Each murderous Merm and deadly dog