I could take the high road But I know that I'm goin' low I'm a ban—I'm a bandito I could take the high road But I know that I'm goin' low I'm a ban—I'm a bandito I could take the high road But I know that I'm goin' 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 goin' low I'm a ban—I'm a bandito I could take the high road But I know that I'm goin' low I'm a ban—I'm a bandito I could take the high road But I know that I'm goin' 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 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 Folina Sahlo Folina Sahlo Folina Sahlo Folina I created this world To feel some control Destroy it if I want So I sing Sahlo Folina Sahlo Folina Sahlo I could take the high road But I know that I'm goin' low I'm a ban—I'm a bandito I could take the high road But I know that I'm goin' low I'm a ban—I'm a bandito I could take the high road But I know that I'm goin' 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 Sahlo Folina