"Basics In Behavior" | CHIRP Cover

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Baldi's Basics is certainly a very strange game, but what is stranger still is how seriously people take it! Not that it isn't charming in its own way... I actually like its simplicity. But I don't consider it a "HORROR" game either. LYRICS Every day, I go to a school that likes to help with learning, 1-2-3s: they're the keys; basic math: very easy! To Baldi's world of fun, where no one leaves 'till educated, Every door is locked up tight: stay inside 'till 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 '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 a MeSs In My BrAiN! I'm PuShEd ArOuNd with all the PrEsSuRe to Be HeRe WhEn I dOn'T wAnNa StAy! ThErE's GoTtA bE sOmE sOrT oF eXiT... To get away.

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