I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a ban-I'm a bandito
I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a ban-I'm a bandito
I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a ban-I'm a bandito
This is the sound we make
When in between two places
Where we used to bleed
And where our blood needs to be
I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a ban-I'm a bandito
I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a ban-I'm a bandito
In city, I feel my spirit is contained
Like neon inside the glass, they form my brain
But I recently discovered
It's a heatless fire
Like nicknames they give themselves to uninspire
Begin with bullet, now add fire to the proof
But I'm still not sure if fear's a rival or a close relative to truth
Either way it helps to hear these words bounce off of you
The softest echo could be enough for me to make it through
(Sahlo Folina...)
I created this world
To feel some control
Destroy it if I want
So I sing
(Sahlo Folina...)
I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a ban-I'm a bandito
I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a ban-I'm a bandito
I could take the high road
But I know that I'm going low
I'm a ban-I'm a bandito
I created this world
To feel some control
Destroy it if I want
So I sing
(Sahlo Folina...)
