[Intro]
  F                                Am              G
e|--------0-----------------------|--------0-----------------------|
B|1-----------1-1-----1---3---0---|1-----------1-----------3-------|
G|----2---------------------------|----2---------------2-------2---|
D|--------------------------------|--------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------|--------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------|--------------------------------|
e|--------------------------------|--------0-----------------------|
B|1-----------------------3-------|1---------------0-------3-------|
G|--2-----------------------------|----------------------------2---|
D|--------------------------------|--------------------------------|
A|--------------------------------|--------------------------------|
E|--------------------------------|--------------------------------|

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