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The Wrong Road feat. Jacknife

from Mileage by Grades Of Absolute Truth

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WOW! I rarely write songs as story concepts, but I'm proud of this one. I'm not gonna go into what inspired it because it would uncover a mess of other questions that I don't care to answer. The bottom line - sex can be the most beautiful thing or the ugliest thing in the world. And where this world's going, it's getting disgusting. Our society has embedded lust into our mentality and doesn't want to reap what it's sewn. When we have shampoo commercials like youtube.com/watch?v=lsDlQTHqJ9A and bikini trimmer commercials like youtube.com/watch?v=WAk77Kr_OwQ, there's something wrong! Joe Ortiz and Mike Warren of Jacknife helped make this song as powerful as I envisioned it in my head. And Deb Driscoll's background vocals were exactly what I imagined, as well. During the chorus, I wanted a competitive vibe - a male metal vocalist vs. female chant-like vocalist to create this contradictory element and foreshadow the religious twist at the end. PJus had a hand in production with this original beat.

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THE WRONG ROAD

VERSE I
I observed it from a distance, but never got close
I didn’t dare to analyze situations that arose
everyone around them knew they veered down the wrong road,
but those rose-colored glasses blur ya vision fa sho
…from the moment they were introduced,
a dangerous chemical cocktail was produced
they dove in head first – no lookin’ back
livin’ in the moment like nothin’ could knock ‘em off track
and that same lack of fear is what led ‘em to a place
filled with an uncontrollable lust for pain
once you open that door, there is no escape
ya can’t erase those cravings, its embedded in your taste
young and dumb, with an obsession for extremes
to the point that they would push boundaries ‘til they would bleed
sadomasochistic – biting instead of kissing
if it peaked their interest, they did it…
the pollution of the purity of that adolescent love
flipped the needle of their moral compass more than once
that magnetism was euphoric to them, but in the end
it transformed into something they couldn’t comprehend
feeding affliction, nursing an addiction
a ravenous urge that distorted daily decisions
their intimate appetites would never be the same
that trait was unleashed and it could never be tamed

CHORUS
doomed from the start, inhibitions put on hold
the path that they chose was the wrong road
they never thought twice about the cage of pain
shackled to their sins, self-inflicted slaves
their souls sold before they knew they were for sale
bounded to a sick, twisted, perverted hell
now as his box is being blanketed by the shovel
the fork unfolded by the silver-tongued devil

VERSE II
it was like watchin’ the nastiness of oil infect
a glass of purified water – what do you expect
you can’t ever get it clean, can’t wash away those things
the original sin became an animalistic instinct
so they rationalized it…as long as they could
and figured if they stayed honest, it’d be all good
experimenting with others to bring excitement back
instead it…ripped and broke their bond in half
they tried to back track – it was too late
the damage was irreversible and filled with unforgivable mistakes
they’d already been exposed to a dark underworld
where the disturbed need for dominance persistently poured
where guilt and shame overshadowed innocence
where power exchange was braided into compulsiveness
where…erotic rage was now their norm
and paraphilia…was like a well-needed storm

CHORUS

VERSE III
little did they know, this relationship would affect the rest of their life
it poisoned many connections, couldn’t tell wrong from right
couldn’t tell love from lust, dishonesty from trust
plus their grip on normalcy was so outta touch
after they split, she quickly became a mystery
I stayed close to him cause we had history
I witnessed him evolve from a good dude to a fetish fanatic
he would scheme on women – he made it seem attractive
portrayin’ himself as prey – it was a poorly painted portrait
playin’ ladies like a game, they had no option to forfeit
pursued ‘em like a predator in a non-chalant way
had the charm and the character – so suave
like a dealer, he’d lure them and once they got hooked
they became a loyal slave in his little black book
self-control out the door – the yearning couldn’t be ignored
he could never be fully satisfied, he always wanted more
in the process, he fell into a self-destructive phase
cause he felt that there was no way he’d ever be saved
the hallucinogens he ingested helped him see so much cleared
he finally admitted that there was a hideous monster in the mirror
what he saw in that reflection was something he would grow to hate
his disease would never allow him the healthy capacity to date
he withdrew and dove into an intense study of religion
in preparation to wipe his slate clean – an ablutionary baptism
his parents were proud, as the priest ducked him down, to put his past to rest,
but he never came up, liquid filled up his lungs, as he took his last breath

credits

from Mileage, track released November 10, 2009
[Justin Griffith: The Intelligent South (ASCAP), Ricky Cantrell: The Intelligent South (ASCAP), J. Ortiz]

Vocals Written & Performed by GOAT & Joe Ortiz of Jacknife
Back-up Vocals: Deb Driscoll
Music Written & Performed by GOAT & three6t
Additional Production: PJus
Electric Guitar: Mike Warren of Jacknife
*Electric Guitar Recorded by Josh Robinson at Skyline Studios

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