Bandito - Twenty One Pilots

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 inbetween 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

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

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 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 Sahlo