Sales – Sales (Full Album)

1. over 0:00
2. ivy 2:26
3. checkin’ out 05:42
4. crash 07:47
5. untitled 01 11:13
6. pope is a rockstar 12:56
7. trapped in a club 16:03
8. mondays 17:39
9. big sis 19:34
10. jamz 22:21
11. be my baby 25:50
12. thurs 6-25 26:57
13. seven’s day 29:53
14. sorry bro 32:52
15. best times 35:25

released April 20, 2016
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  1. All the songs lyrics in order. Hope you enjoy!!

    Over

    When will you know
    I’m not like them?
    Pulling apart —
    Going for it —

    All by your while
    “Get up,”
    “…stop falling apart.”
    In time
    Not for
    This life

    It’s never with heart
    It’s never that hard

    Is it over?
    Is it over?
    “Ah, fine.”
    “Are you over it?”

    When will it pass?
    I’m not like that
    Purple in hand
    Before you crash

    Enter your room:
    I know, “I won’t get over it soon.”
    Before
    This moon
    By light

    I want to get up and now…
    Want to get up and now

    Is it over?
    Is it over?
    “Ah, fine.”
    “Are you over it?”
    Tell me will it be, oh
    Tell me when it will be over

    Ivy

    Ivy— baby—
    Sweetheart—
    You’re so insecure:
    Taking back your words

    Oh, lover—
    Loveless—
    Take me, take me by my hair;
    Take me to your lair

    Oh, ivy— sweetheart—
    Daydream—
    Speechless ain’t your thing;
    Tell me what you need

    Hey-hey ivy— honey—
    Daydream—
    Fill me with your needs;
    I don’t need to breathe

    Oh, I understand, always understand
    What’s the problem?

    Oh, I understand, always understand
    What’s the problem?

    Hold-up
    I get it
    I know that you meant it

    The distance between us
    The size of a planet

    It could have been nothing—
    Slow motion discussion

    I wake up with nothing

    (i wanna)
    (i gotta)

    (get away)

    Checkin' out

    Coming-up empty
    I wanna get fired
    (Not ungrateful
    Ready to retire)
    My life’s waiting for me
    Waiting for me outside
    In my mazda miata, baby
    I want to get fired

    Have one, two, three better things to do
    Than stand here all dry
    You left me hanging out to dry

    Coming up empty
    I wanna get fired
    I’m not ungrateful, baby, to anyone–
    I want to retire
    My life’s waiting for me
    Waiting for me outside
    The car’s still running, running
    And I’m waiting not to be hung out to dry

    Crash

    Hop-in:
    Hand-out the window
    The suns’ droppin’

    Temple:
    Moment by moment
    Presence / simple

    Feeling:
    I hit the floor or
    That’s the ceiling?

    Time and place:
    I want to be alone
    I want space

    Ok, ok, ok, ok

    Big break:
    I want the day back
    Almost always

    Tell me:
    Tell me I’m lyin’ and
    It’s just me

    Bottom:
    The feelings never stop
    You got em’

    Hold-on:
    Hold on to someone who is
    Long gone

    Ok, ok, ok, ok

    I want space
    I won’t count on me
    But, i’ll never try to be a liar

    untitled 01

    No lyrics lolol

    pope is a rockstar

    Now he wants to start talking
    “Go ahead,” when I’m walking
    Face the lie that I’m hawking
    “No, don’t wanna, won’t happen.”

    Pope is a rockstar
    You take your clothes off
    Heading for the last fight
    Before our worlds part

    We can wait forever for the world to untrack
    We can wait forever for the worthwhile track

    And oh you want to start talking
    Fall together– I’m walking
    Face the lie that I’m hawking
    We can always fight

    You can be the highlight
    Pope is a rockstar
    Hoping on a late night

    How you wanna start talking?
    How you wanna start walking?
    We can make a landslide, dive-in
    We can let it all go, cave-in

    (EL)
    You wanna start talking
    (EL)
    You know what I’m walking

    Hoping and a hoping that I won’t cry
    Hoping and a hoping that I won’t try

    trapped in a club

    Trapped in a club
    I couldn’t unsee
    Broke but not dumb
    Feel free to buy me

    He says “peace & love,”
    My ride’s around here
    I’m trapped in a club
    “Help get me out please.”

    So what if your friend
    Is the DJ
    I tried to pretend
    I really ”needed.”

    The floor is all wet
    With their delusion
    I’m trapped in a club
    “Help get me out please.”

    I slipped into your arms
    I never want to leave
    Change can be for them
    I’m trapped up in a club

    mondays

    Cuz' you’re overeducated
    You need love first before you make it
    You’ve got nothing to show baby
    Cuz' you’re overeducated

    You thought too hard
    You lost faith in
    Your gut feeling
    You’ve gotta’ breathe in
    Cuz' you’re overeducated
    Throw your notes out on the pavement

    Was it enough for you to go on?
    Was it enough for you to go on?
    Was it enough for you to go on?
    Was it enough for you to go on?

    Was it a “have to,” “must’ve,” “wonder?”
    Was it a “have to,” “must’ve,” “wonder?”

    big sis

    Go wrong you go home alone
    Its not too bad
    Go wrong you go home alone
    Its not too bad babe I bet you can

    Don't follow on
    I'd deny

    Handbags too short
    Arms length
    They have a discord
    You want to be like your big sis

    Handbags too short
    Arms length
    They have a discord
    You want to be like your big sis

    Handbags
    Arms length
    They have a discord
    You want to be like

    jamz

    Gotta' house
    Rav 4

    In your high
    Are the less so low?

    Before
    Lo-fi

    I want time and
    My life's so low

    Getting
    Too tired

    You'd be damned
    Damned if I–
    I've been sent

    I'm smiling
    So saran

    I'm smiling
    Saran

    Getting high is life
    Gotta' go

    In the wild
    So let's go

    In between
    Low blows

    Feel all high
    And my lights are low

    I'm feeling tired
    In Tucson
    In the wild
    You're feeling your ass off
    Threw your insults
    Feeling like that's not all you're running from

    be my baby

    So won’t you please
    (my) be my, be my (my)
    My, one and only baby

    thurs 6-25

    Go on the right time
    Be on the right time
    Never feel the stress of “the wall,”
    I can’t mess, I’m uptight

    Do it right the first time
    Get me off my mind time
    Grew-up in the suburbs with my brothers
    And my minds’ eye

    We can see the flipside

    What comes after this try?
    What comes after this try?

    (knowin’)
    Oh
    (knowin’)
    Oh, I

    seven's day

    Over the line, we think twice
    “It’s not the way,” they say
    But it will have to do
    And, I’ll speak to you in time

    I’ll be on my best, for sure
    You can rest assured–
    Til’ seven’s day
    These are not the blades of grass
    That you came for (at last)

    And the pain, it subsides
    With the weight of all your
    White lies

    I’ll be on my best, for sure
    You can rest assured–
    Til’ seven’s day

    sorry bro

    (ALL)
    (VAST)

    Whatta’ love
    Whatta’ love
    …and I made it

    Whatta’ love
    Whatta’ love

    best times

    S/o to my mom–
    I hope I look as beautiful as my mom one day

    I know I can be right with this
    Pickin’ off
    Oughtta’ be mindin’ my shit
    Outta’ my mind–
    It’s a lie

    I know I can be right with this
    Pickin’ off
    Oughtta’ be mindin’ my shit
    Outta’ my mind–
    [I’ll be fine]
    It’s a lie

    You know that I’m nervous
    I’m going through curses
    Reading through your cursive

    The moment I knew it:
    It could have been fluid
    You know that i blew it
    And now…

    The best things I made-up
    I wanted to show it all / be it all
    No wonder why

    S/O to Jordan on the computer
    “s/o to my mom, s/o to the fans, I love you, we love you, we are not SALES”

    I know I can be right with this
    Pickin’ off
    Oughtta’ be mindin’ my shit
    Outta’ my mind–
    [I’ll be fine]
    It’s a lie

    That's all folks ;)))

  2. The first few notes of "Crash" and "Pope is a rockstar" sound exactly the same. Btw, "Pope is a rockstar" is my favorite track on this album, and it has such an amazing title. I want to have it tattooed on my arm someday ❤

  3. For some reason, the lead singer's voice brings back really cool memories from when I was younger. Just random things…being in the backseat while my dad drove us to some place. Standing in line at the supermarket. Turning on the TV in the morning before everyone woke up. Walking in the hallway at my school to go to class or leave for the day.

    The essence of innocence.

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