Out of Fuel, Out of State

by Homeless Romantics

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Moa Svensson
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Moa Svensson This is my favorite thing to listen to right now. Love the lyrics too. Favorite track: Out of Fuel, Out of State.
Bradley Rust
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Bradley Rust Musically upbeat and delivered in the punk spirit of bands like Defiance Ohio and Ramshackle Glory, these songs will have you tapping along right away. While it is the vocals and lyrics that steal your attention immediately, repeat listens will uncover much more, The banjo works particularly well and is a highlight for mine offering that slight difference from many others doing this genre at present. Super catchy and a real fun listen from start to finish. Favorite track: Out of Fuel, Out of State.
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Bree Morcroft Great music! R.I.P. is my favorite song Favorite track: Rest in Pieces.
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released January 1, 2016

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Track Name: Rest in Pieces
The truth sinks in like ink the skin
I saved face due to a punch to the chin
She's a fresh wound and my sweat is just gin
She comes close and every room starts to spin

I can't make peace
I rest in pieces every time we fall apart
Like paper at the creases
It took two years to plan and two days to go to hell
We would have faith but by now we know better
We'll die alone together

Isn't falling in love really just falling in lust
With someone you erred to think you can trust
One-quarter out to sea half covered in rust
Three-quarters soaked in gasoline set to combust

I can't make peace
I rest in pieces every time we fall apart
Like paper at the creases
It took two years to plan and two days to go to hell
We would have faith but by now we know better
We'll die alone together

I'm burning my passport it gets me in trouble
Everything happens for no reason
I can't wait to watch the coastline disappear

I waved goodbye while she talked on the phone
Left her my last cash for food grabbed bags
and made way to the airport metro
I swear this time I'm leaving behind my fears
Everything happens for no reason
I can't wait to watch the coastline disappear
Track Name: Cured or Cursed
I'm so rehearsed
And she's a chorus I try to forget like a verse
She's duct tape over my mouth
And all I am is my words
There's a fine line between cured and cursed

She could pull the curtain over my eyes
And that would be it
A good magician never reveals their tricks
Except how turning off the lights is like turning on her hips
I should be playing it safe
But it feels like the edge of a cliff

I'm in the palm of her hand and she's at the foot of my bed
Her words don't mean a thing
The truth is what goes unsaid
Cause she's too cute for comfort
Every moment feels like a dare
When she speaks I hear sounds
Nodding my head as I stare

She could pull the curtain over my eyes
And that would be it
A good magician never reveals their tricks
Except how turning off the lights is like turning on her hips
I should be playing it safe
But it feels like the edge of a cliff

I'm more afraid not to shoot
Than I've ever been to miss
I wear my thoughts on my sleeve
And wear my heart on my wrist
What's the use setting the scene
When every plot has a twist
We throw the covers aside
And we tear apart the script
Track Name: Our Stories All End the Same
We bypassed the fourth and began on July 5
We kept our eyes to the ground and never looked to the sky
We felt 100 emotions and kept them all inside
We stuck to the shadows til the right time to strike

Our stories all end the same
All colors combined to black and pour down the drain

Life is the one thing you start you can be sure you'll be complete
Awoken airborne in descent destined for Omaha Beach
We lost hope long ago but can't will ourselves to retreat
We push on until our pulses skip every beat

One year across Europe on California time
We point to a map set off and never think twice
Working all night long and sleeping 9 to 5
We place our bets as our hopes hang on the dice

Our stories all end the same
We chalk murals on the sidewalk when the forecast is rain

Life is the one thing you start you can be sure you'll be complete
Awoken airborne in descent destined for Omaha Beach
We lost hope long ago but can't will ourselves to retreat
We push on until our pulses skip every beat

Our stories all the end same
It's not a matter of following dreams it's who we are and we can't change
Except how we change countries like clothes
Always looking for a fork in the road
A couple born non-believers god left on Earth with no souls
What doesn't kill the fire gets swallowed whole
Track Name: Out of Fuel, Out of State
We missed the boat so we decided to swim
We don’t go out unless we go out on limbs
All our tires start to deflate
We’re out of fuel and out of state
We strike out and step back up to the plate

Swinging for brand new starts and movie lives on Long Island Sound
With stocks and swells we rise we crash but we don’t let ourselves drown
I’d rather be nobody somewhere than afraid to leave town
We’re punching above our weights and we’re still gaining pounds

59fifty, I’m not well adjusted
My souls are solid but my spirit’s busted
I’ve been treading water and my gears are rusted
Said I’d never come home now I can’t be trusted
The older I get the fewer things I know
The more places I’ve been the more left to go
The more work put in the less I have to show

Swinging for brand new starts and movie lives on Long Island Sound
With stocks and swells we rise we crash but we don’t let ourselves drown
I’d rather be nobody somewhere than afraid to leave town
We’re punching above our weights and we’re still gaining pounds
Track Name: Miles From Home
Our first mistake was staying awake
Our greatest talent is creating chances we shouldn't take
Our strongest trait is ignoring fate
The starting shot was fired but we stand like statues at the gate

We could run but we'd rather wait
We have a narrow view of what we want
And we're alive it's not too late

We're making milestones miles from home
If no one goes with us we'll go it alone
We push ourselves out to sea until we can't turn around
We trade in fixing our lives for the chance to break new ground

We lost our way and think of home every day
All roots trace back to somewhere in which we have no say
It's been so many months in April and we've yet to see May
We have one foot in the past and the other in the grave

We could run but we'd rather wait
We have a hopeless view of what we want
And if we survive it's not too late

We're making milestones miles from home
If no one goes with us we'll go it alone
We push ourselves out to sea until we can't turn around
We trade in fixing our lives for the chance to break new ground