Silver Pockets Full

Did I find the buried treasure?
Pressure, pressure
Only a few things go to show
In this life I can't say I'll measure
Pressure, pressure
To everything I did know
Sometimes I really like it
Truth is I can't ever fight it
When my silver pockets are full
My silver pockets are full
Sometimes I don't know how to feel
Could all of this possibly be real?
When my silver pockets are full
My silver pockets are full
Like a diamond hiding in the rough
It's so tough, so tough
When there is only thing that I want
Right now nothing ever gives me enough
When the world is just a bluff
Yet here I am saying what I'm not
Sometimes I really like it
Truth is I can't ever fight it
When my silver pockets are full
My silver pockets are full
Sometimes I don't know how to feel
Could all of this possibly be real?
When my silver pockets are full
My silver pockets are full
And I think you know I'm never going to get you x6
Sometimes I still think I may need you
But first there are things I must do
Sometimes I really like it
Truth is I can't ever fight it
When my silver pockets are full
My silver pockets are full
Sometimes I don't know how to feel
Could all of this possibly be real?
When my silver pockets are full
My silver pockets are full
I want to be a football star
Like those in England who eat caviar
When my silver pockets are full
My silver pockets are full
I'll stop pretending when August ends
But I'm staying this way until then
When my silver pockets are full
My silver pockets are full