El Dorado
You have to promise not to tell anyone
Secrets seem to find their way out the dark all the time
The dirty details that you never want brought to the light
If I tell you mine, then know that I'm walking the line
I can't say too much, I'm facin' the edge of a knife
Money is the reason I traded my life
Runnin' now, I'm runnin' but I cannot hide
Comin' for the favor that he knows that I owe
Oh yeah
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I'll tell you all its secrets
If you don't tell a soul (yeah)
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I met the fuckin' devil
Now I reap what I sow
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I went lookin' for the money
But lost track of my soul (yeah)
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I met the fuckin' devil
Now I reap what I sow
The cost of fame was just a small price to pay at the time
A little favor, and the devil would change up my life
But now I'm on the run, 'cause he wants me dead or alive
The fame and fortune got me trapped in a city of lies
Mirror, mirror sitting up high on the wall
Save me from the devil that's holdin' my soul
Comin' for the favor that he knows that I owe
Oh, yeah
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I'll tell you all its secrets
If you don't tell a soul (yeah)
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I met the fuckin' devil
Now I reap what I sow
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I went lookin' for the money
But lost track of my soul (yeah)
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I met the fuckin' devil
Now I reap what I sow
Secrets seem to find their way out the dark all the time
The dirty details that you never want brought to the light
If I tell you mine, then know that I'm walking the line
I can't say too much, I'm facin' the edge of a knife
Money is the reason I traded my life
Runnin' now, I'm runnin' but I cannot hide
Comin' for the favor that he knows that I owe
Oh yeah
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I'll tell you all its secrets
If you don't tell a soul (yeah)
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I met the fuckin' devil
Now I reap what I sow
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I went lookin' for the money
But lost track of my soul (yeah)
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I met the fuckin' devil
Now I reap what I sow
The cost of fame was just a small price to pay at the time
A little favor, and the devil would change up my life
But now I'm on the run, 'cause he wants me dead or alive
The fame and fortune got me trapped in a city of lies
Mirror, mirror sitting up high on the wall
Save me from the devil that's holdin' my soul
Comin' for the favor that he knows that I owe
Oh, yeah
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I'll tell you all its secrets
If you don't tell a soul (yeah)
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I met the fuckin' devil
Now I reap what I sow
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I went lookin' for the money
But lost track of my soul (yeah)
El Dorado is the city of gold
And I met the fuckin' devil
Now I reap what I sow
Credits
Writer(s): Siddhant Banerjee, Justin De Vries, Stefan Schonewille
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