Sing Along with Baldi! Basics In Behavior

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All rights to The Living Tombstone please follow @fishtailstudios if this makes you happy can you make me I work hard on real good stuff there for YOU so for once can someone show some appreciation? Oh but its Baldi your favorite game doesn't mean its GOOD. Lyrics but first! remix to sing along with your vocals! Or sing along live watching the project! Okay now lyrics: 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, till we’re gradedThe 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, cus eventually he’ll surely find me Have to be brave or better keep behaving Count till 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