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the living tombstone - basics in behavior [red version] lyrics

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[verse 1: or3o]
everyday i go to a school that likes to help with learning
123s, 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 graded

[pre-chorus 1: or3o]
the students try their best to
better their education
comprehend the material
study hard, relay every detail

n0body wants detention
we only want attention
even when life is tough
oddly quarters are enough

[chorus 1: or3o]
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

[drop 1: instrumental]

[verse 2: or3o]
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

[pre-chorus 2: or3o]
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

[chorus 2: or3o]
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

[drop 2: instrumental]

[bridge]
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

[chorus 3: or3o]
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

- the living tombstone lyrics

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