There must be some way out of here 
Said the joker to the thief 
There's too much confusion here 
mmm I can't get no relief 

[Verse 1 :: Devlin] 

Yeah, I see jokers on my left, thieves upon my right 
You'd find me in the middle if I picked a different life 
Before my name started tripling in size 
But I'm still showing signs 
All attributed tonight 
In the pitch black, it's too cold, I'm all alone take me back to the roads I had to rode to get here and I'll hitch back 
Get a cab to my mother's house, see my old man and grab a six pack 
Tell my brother I love him and give him something that will see him through the hard times 
What's a brother for? 
When I'm sick of this life I see, it has to be my family who lift me off the floor 
Make sense of all the madness in a world full of money, full of tears, full of war 
I was a pale man I worked from the earth up 
Save your wine for the entrepreneurs 

 [bad word] :: Ed Sheeran] 

All along the watchtower 
Princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went 
Barefoot servants, too 
Outside in the cold distance 
wildcat did growl 
Two riders were approaching 
And the wind begins to howl 

[Verse 2 - Devlin] 
Cause your world is the same as mine 
Pour more blood in your cup, take a sip full of sin and let your taste buds savour the buzz. 
The flavour of an ill-mannered nature, that lingers on as animals in all of us 
Trying to fight for the right to live a life, but some will never win though 
That's why they live a lie 
I don't think I'll ever win 
All of this is anything when I die I hope a lover's at my side 
There's no trap door, or get out clause 
The world can be your oyster or a set of jail doors 
You've seen mine, I think it's time I see yours 
I bet you that we've been scarred with the same swords 
Some are lost some are alive 
Apart from the fact I live my life in the light and now I'm trapped in it 
The way I feel, in a few years time I might have a couple kids and just forget I ever wrote lyrics 

 [bad word] :: Ed Sheeran] 

All along the watchtower 
Princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went 
Barefoot servants, too 
Outside in the cold distance 
wildcat did growl 
Two riders were approaching 
And the wind begins to howl 

[Verse 3 :: Devlin] 

Take away the treasure of a man, convinced that he holds heaven in his hands 
Even though I ain't religious I'm a little superstitious, maybe there is a promised land 
But whether I make it or not is a different matter 
I've been a joker, I've been a thief, I've been a rapper 
I've been the only enemy that I can never beat 
Give me a piece of mind upon a platinum platter 

 [bad word] :: Ed Sheeran] 

We're all along the watchtower 
Princes kept the view 
While all the women came and went 
Barefoot servants, too 
Outside in the cold distance 
wildcat did growl 
Two riders were approaching 
And the wind begins to howl