Pulling Teeth
Dead Letter Office Lyrics


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You can't write a song to make somebody love you.
You can't find the words they don't exist.
Try to force the feelings light the spark, the bile.
My soul is willing but my bones give in.

The seed that peaks in the summer.
With the moon and the stars unfurled.
Words vibrating in the air, Scratch the skin for a shot at the bone.
Lying back in the shadows.
I just wanna move the world.
So be my muse or be my god and tell me something that I need to know!

Kill me in my sleep so I don't have to feel it.
Dressed in black beneath fluorescent lights.
Kiss me on the mouth to stop the words from coming out and ruining this perfect night.

The seed that peaks in the summer.
With the moon and the stars unfurled.
Words vibrating in the air, Scratch the skin for a shot at the bone.
Lying back in the shadows.




I just wanna move the world.
So be my muse or be my god and tell me something that I need to know...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Dead Letter Office's song "Pulling Teeth" evoke the struggle of trying to make someone love you through songwriting. The songwriter acknowledges that no matter how hard they try, they cannot find the words to force someone to love them back. They describe the feeling of being willing to put in the effort, but feeling as though their own emotional well-being and strength is failing them.


Despite this struggle, the lyrics also touch on the idea that creating music can be a powerful, transformative force. The imagery of a "seed that peaks in the summer" suggests the possibility for growth and new beginnings. The songwriter wants to move the world through their music and is searching for inspiration from a muse or even a god, asking them to share something they need to know.


The desperation in the second half of the song is palpable, as the lyrics describe the desire for escape and the fear of ruining a perfect moment. The songwriter wishes to be killed in their sleep to avoid feeling the emotional pain, and seeks a physical distraction through a kiss on the mouth.


Overall, "Pulling Teeth" explores the struggle of trying to create art that reflects our deepest desires, while navigating the uncertainty and vulnerability that comes with putting ourselves out there.


Line by Line Meaning

You can't write a song to make somebody love you.
It's impossible to write a song that will make someone love you.


You can't find the words they don't exist.
The words to make someone love you simply don't exist.


Try to force the feelings light the spark, the bile.
Trying to force someone to feel something for you will only light a spark of negativity.


My soul is willing but my bones give in.
I want to love and be loved, but my physical and emotional self may not be strong enough.


The seed that peaks in the summer.
The metaphor of potential love blossoming in the summer, but possibly withering as seasons change.


With the moon and the stars unfurled.
Looking up at the night sky, feeling small in comparison to the vast universe.


Words vibrating in the air, Scratch the skin for a shot at the bone.
The power of words, such as music, and how they can penetrate the soul when they resonate deeply.


Lying back in the shadows.
Retreating to a less visible place where one can reflect on their feelings in the dark.


I just wanna move the world.
A desire to create something impactful and meaningful in order to change the world.


So be my muse or be my god and tell me something that I need to know!
Wanting another person to inspire them or give them guidance on how to proceed with their passions.


Kill me in my sleep so I don't have to feel it.
Feeling overwhelmed with emotion to the point of wanting to escape it by any means necessary.


Dressed in black beneath fluorescent lights.
Feeling isolated and alone, surrounded by artificial light and darkness.


Kiss me on the mouth to stop the words from coming out and ruining this perfect night.
Wanting physical intimacy to distract from inner turmoil and fear of ruining a moment.


So be my muse or be my god and tell me something that I need to know...
Repeating the previous plea for guidance, seeking direction and inspiration from an external source.




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