Basics in Behavior (feat. Or3o) (Blue Version)

作曲 : The Living Tombstone

Music Rroduction:Yoav Landau

Vocals:OR3O

Lirycs:BSlick&OR3O

Vocal Edititing andTurning:Fruutella

Every day I go to a school that likes to help with my learning.

One two threes.

They're 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 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 answer 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.

(Party Time)

Walking across the hallways,finding notebook 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 answer 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 hehaving.

Sweep through the halls,to escape,will have some sacrfices.

No room for jealousy,T'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 push 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.

(Instrument)

End.