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...)