Hi, I'm Amanda And I'm Wooly We would love to have you join us As we bake an apple pie Let's find some sugar And cut the apples Maybe we should ask a grown-up Well I don't see any here Now we need to preheat the oven Open up and shove all the stuff in Maybe we should just buy some muffins I'm not asking you Turn the heat a tiny bit higher Not too much or, now it's on fire It's good to be brave when you're by yourself And as the tape says, help me reach this shelf Everything rots, everything rots Everything rots, everything rots Wait and see Sometimes I feel myself rotting But it feels far away Hi, I'm Amanda And I'm Wooly... Baaah! Animals don't talk, silly They make funny sounds like this: Baaah! Wow, you sound just like me Let's have a picnic Which food's your favorite? Amanda, something smells bad What could make that awful smell? Rancid meat on stinky old bread A stubby stump decaying and dead A silly fox with half of a head Hey, how do you think he died? I don't like this Guns or knives or some kind of poison You don't have to answer that question Are you afraid to think about what I said? The opposite of alive is, Amanda, dead This has gone too far Everything rots, everything rots Everything rots, everything rots Just like me I've forgotten the names and faces Of everyone I knew There's a darkness deep inside And it's threatening to break through No one's who can hear me calling or see me through the screen (Quiet! Listen, do you trust me? Don't give up! Amanda must be) And I'm rotting, rotting (so alone) Rotting, rotting (I need a favor) Rotting from the inside (Find the tapes) And nothing is left between (We have to save her) Hi, I'm Amanda And this is Wooly Wooly hurt himself while playing But it wasn't anyone's fault I'll be the doctor Let's prep the patient Wooly needs his medication Then we'll fix his broken Nope, try again That part of Wooly looks fine Am I the only one who sees... Now we'll fix his broken head Which of these is the tool he needs To be fixed up good as new? These look tricky but I'm not picky The choice is up to you Well I guess I may make a mess But that's ay-okay by me No need to pick, it was all a trick Because we're gonna use all three A lonely kitten is out there somewhere Can she tell her friend a secret? It's a really, really big secret Well okay then, here's my secret I am in the room with you Everything rots, everything rots Everything rots, everything rots Even you