The Living Tombstone Basics in Behavior (Blue Version) минус

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Baldi’s Basics Song
Текст песни «Basics in Behavior (Blue Version)»
  
Everyday, I go to a school that likes to help with learning
One, two, threes, they're the keys, basic math, very easy
To Baldi's world of fun where no one leaves 'til educated
Every door is locked up tight, stay inside 'til we're graded


The students try their best to better their education
Comprehend the material
Study hard, relay every detail
Nobody wants detention, we only want attention
Even when life is tough
Oddly quarters are enough


This is how we live our lives, searching
For the answers inside of every page
And I'm here wondering if one day, we'll
Finally be free from this cage?
Is it okay to have a feeling that
Maybe, there is more to this game?
However, now, no time to question
So just behave


Walking across the hallways, finding notebooks so we matter
Follow every single rule or he'll take out his wooden ruler
For he is listening and watching everyone's progression
All mistakes have consequences
So, answer right with every question


Try to add up excuses
Nothing will make a difference
Baldi knows every door that we open
Following from behind, we can hear him
There is no place for playtime
Avoid them all from every side
Better to leave him be, follow his philosophy


This is how we live our lives, searching
For the answers inside of every page
And I'm here wondering if one day, we'll
Finally be free from this cage?
Is it okay to have a feeling that
Maybe, there is more to this game?
However, now, just keep behaving


Sweep through the halls , to escape will have some sacrifices
No room for jealousy, I've got no time to
Play hide and seek 'cause eventually he'll surely find me
Have to be brave or better keep behaving


Count 'til I don't know what counts, every
Inch of fear is all that's ingrained
Can't understand, what's the solution?
The problem is the mess in my brain
I'm pushed around with all the pressure
To be here when I don't want to stay
There's gotta be some sort of exit to get away
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