Sick puppy

(Verse 1)
He’s a sick puppy, (whisper under main vocal on “sick puppy”)
he’ll crash into you
and leave you ruminating.
He’s a mad hatter
caught in his own disaster. (light echo on “disaster”)

Take bites of me, baby, *(echo “bites of me”)
take strikes at me, baby,
I can take it —
this is nothing.
How lucky you are
I’m not a weaker woman,
’cause you’re a sick puppy. *(whisper repeat: “sick puppy… sick puppy…”)


(Pre-Chorus)
How I wish you’d run away with me, *(soft echo on “run away”)
we could be free of your folly,
but we’re caught
in the hypnosis of your suffering, *(echo on “hypnosis”)
the quiet hypocrisy
of how this could be
the death of me. *(whisper fade “death… of me…”)


(Chorus (Hook))
He’s a sick puppy, *(drop to whisper first line, echo on “sick puppy”)
come on baby, take a bite of me. *(scream / layered backing vocal “bite of me!”)
I can take it,
I can take it —
does that make me worth loving?

My, my,
what pretty teeth you have,
my sick little puppy. *(whisper echo on “my sick little puppy…”)
I can take it,
I can take it —
does that make me worth loving?


(Verse 2)
We can’t choose who we love. *(light echo on “who we love”)
Do bad owners create aggressive dogs,
or do bad owners give up on them? *(whisper “give up…”)
I can’t let go
of all the things we could be.

Run away with me
so we can heal from our own folly,
before the hunger turns into something better, *(echo “something better…”)
the life we could have
fades into nothing. *(whisper fade: “fades into nothing…”)


(Bridge / Pre-Final Chorus)
He’s not changing, baby, *(drop to whisper with echo)
you should know by now —
he’s one sick puppy. (layered scream / whisper “sick puppy!”)

I’ll keep you
even if it means my own suffering. *(echo “own suffering…”)
Holding your leash
while you bare your teeth at me —
tell me,
does that make me worth loving? *(whisper repeat “worth loving… worth loving…”)

(Final Chorus (Lift))
He’s a sick puppy, *(shout first line, then echo underlay)
come on baby, take a bite of me. *(layered scream / backing vocal echo “bite of me!”)
I can take it,
I can take it —
does that make me worth loving?

My, my,
what pretty teeth you have,
my sick little puppy. *(whisper + echo overlay)
I can take it,
I can take it —
does that make me worth loving? *(echo last “loving… loving…”)

(Outro)
Boy, you’re a sick puppy… *(whisper echo repeat fades)
and I’m still asking
if loving you
makes me worth loving. (final whispered “worth loving…” trailing off)

Falling in Reverse: soft whispers tension build explosive chorus eerie fade. Heartbeat drum rhythm, punk, emo punk