The band broke up in the fall of 1996 after Smith's solo work began gaining popularity. Gust went on to play in the band No. 2. Coomes carried on as half of Quasi, as well as playing as a guest musician for Built to Spill and Sleater-Kinney. Lash currently keeps himself busy as a producer. He helped with the production of Death Cab for Cutie's first two studio albums (Something About Airplanes and We Have the Facts and We're Voting Yes).
Mock-Up
Heatmiser Lyrics
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A devil dog, a close call, somebody else
And your love, your love, your love
It's just a wicked friend and it's time that you're fighting off
Are you scared that I'm dying
Start believing in a secondary, secondary self for myself
Sick pride, a dead heart, somebody else
But truth to tell, you've been shot to hell
You're all fucking holes
All I ever
Doing things that I'll never tell anybody else
I'm not shooting, I'm not shooting, I'm not playing
I'm here waiting for anybody
Well I guess I'm not playing
Melodrama, it's just me
It's just me
It's your love, it's your love
The lyrics of Heatmiser's song "Mock-Up" seem to be about a person struggling with their identity and battling their inner demons. The opening line, "Secondary, secondary self for myself," could be interpreted as the person feeling like they are not their true authentic self, but rather a secondary version of themselves. The next line, "A devil dog, a close call, somebody else," suggests that the person may have had a near-death experience or been rescued from a dangerous situation, leading them to question their identity further.
The chorus, "And your love, your love, your love, it's just a wicked friend and it's time that you're fighting off. Are you scared that I'm dying?" is intriguing because it seems to suggest that the person's struggles with their identity are linked to someone they love. The phrase "your love" could be interpreted as the affection and support of this person being both a help and a hindrance to the person's self-discovery.
The second verse, "Start believing in a secondary, secondary self for myself. Sick pride, a dead heart, somebody else. You wanna get well on your own, but truth to tell, you've been shot to hell. You're all fucking holes," continues the person's struggle with their identity. They want to find their true self, but their past experiences and actions have left them feeling like they are full of holes or flaws that cannot be recovered.
Overall, the lyrics of "Mock-Up" are introspective and deal with themes of identity, self-discovery, and the role of love in one's sense of self.
Line by Line Meaning
Secondary, secondary self for myself
It's time to embrace another version of myself, a secondary self to live a new life.
A devil dog, a close call, somebody else
A dangerous situation or person that resembles the devil is lurking somewhere near me and I'm trying to avoid it.
And your love, your love, your love
Your love has a twisted way of hurting me instead of healing me.
It's just a wicked friend and it's time that you're fighting off
Your love is a deceptive friend that you need to stop embracing to avoid further harm.
Are you scared that I'm dying
Do you fear the pain of losing me as I suffer and slowly die?
Start believing in a secondary, secondary self for myself
You have to believe that there's another side of me, another self worth exploring.
Sick pride, a dead heart, somebody else
My pride is sickening me, and my heart is no longer beating for me; I'm becoming a stranger to myself.
You wanna get well on your own
You wish to heal and recover by yourself without help from anyone else.
But truth to tell, you've been shot to hell
Honesty is that you're in a terrible state of being and need more than self-help to bounce back.
You're all fucking holes
You're empty inside, full of nothing but despair, and you need help to fill the holes.
All I ever
Everything I will ever do or be is never up for discussion or judgment.
Doing things that I'll never tell anybody else
There are things I know and have done that I will never reveal to anyone.
I'm not shooting, I'm not shooting, I'm not playing
I'm not messing around or toying with your emotions, I'm being real and honest.
I'm here waiting for anybody
I'm available to anyone who needs me, as long as they treat me right.
Well I guess I'm not playing
I'm done with being seen as a player or a toy for someone else's twisted games.
Melodrama, it's just me
I'm not trying to make things more complicated or dramatic, it's simply just me being me.
It's your love, it's your love
It's your love that's causing me pain and making things harder for me.
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George Getze
This and Cannibal are my favorites on the album
David Phillips
great song
David Phillips
This still rocks!!
Hitoned Sob
sweet