Idaho Open Mike Eagle

[Verse 1]
Maybe we should’ve stayed, where we was
We hopped in thinking it was a game, and it was
We made it then celebrated post-game, but the buzz
My hindsight’s blurry it’s looking grey, with a fuzz
Trying to muster all the foresight I can use, for the road
Cause out here ain’t no streetlights I can view, where we go
This was supposed to be the desert I’m confused, cause it’s cold
Seeking what sunlight reflecting off the moon, could expose
Took two, for the road
Drank three, in the zone
Drank four, to the dome
Couple hits from the bowl hit the road
But maybe we should’ve stayed, where we was
We hopped in thinking it never rains, but it does
And this is the loneliest stretch of road, we done seen
Two hundred miles to go and not a pole, in between
Don't roll, don't careen
Two hands, on the wheel keep control
I don’t know if I’m speeding or going slow, in a dream

[Hook]
Slidin’ in the shimmership, hidden by the riverbank
Hovering over the desert running out of real estate
Giant silver snake, grinding trying to hit the breaks, big mistake
Just trying to stay awake on the interstate