Without My Tonsils
Lemon Demon Lyrics

Without my hands,
Not having my hands has impacted me.

Without my nose,
Not having my sense of smell has impacted me.

Without my fangs,
Not having my fangs has impacted me.

Without my clothes,
Not having my clothes has impacted me.

Without my nervous system,
Not having my nervous system has impacted me.

Without my brain,
Not having my brain has impacted me.

Without my tonsils,
Not having my tonsils has impacted me.

I'm not the same.
I am not the same without these things that have impacted me.

Without my brand of humor,
Without my type of humor, I am not the same.

Um…
The absence of humor type leads to uncertainty.

Without my so-so fashion sense,
Not having my mediocre fashion sense has impacted me.

Without my love for all things funky,
Not having my love for all things unique and unconventional has impacted me.

Without my lack of pretense.
Not having my sincere beliefs has impacted me.

Without my repetitive behavior,
Not having my repetitive behavior has impacted me.

Without my occasional deviation,
Not having a change of pace from my repetitive behavior has impacted me.

Without my hands,
Not having my hands has impacted me.

Without my nose,
Not having my sense of smell has impacted me.

Without my fangs,
Not having my fangs has impacted me.

Without my clothes,
Not having my clothes has impacted me.

Without my nervous system,
Not having my nervous system has impacted me.

Without my brain,
Not having my brain has impacted me.

Without my tonsils,
Not having my tonsils has impacted me.

I'm not the same as I was just a moment ago.
I have changed in just a moment by missing these things that have impacted me.

Better to stick to the things you know.
It's better to be safe and not change too much.

Doesn't it suck when it all changes?
Change can be unpleasant.

Doesn't it feel like you've been vanquished?
The feeling after change may feel like defeat.

First you have hands, and then you don't.
Things can change quickly.

And then you don't.
Sudden changes leave you without.

And then you wake up,
You wake up to more changes.

You shower and you brush your teeth.
You continue with your routine, trying to maintain the status quo.

You have a bowl of Special K, ‘cause it's a Special Day,
A change to routine for the sake of celebration.

But it's just the same as any other day.
In the end, it's still just routine.

The only difference is you have no soul,
Feeling of emptiness due to changes.

And no fangs, and no brain, and no chains, and apparently no say.
Lamenting the loss of identity due to missing parts.

Dear God, why is it raining outside?
A rhetorical question about the weather as a symbol of how things are always changing.

Dear God, why is everything glowing oddly?
Another rhetorical question about how things are different.

Dear God, I think I'm in a loophole
Feeling trapped in a repetitive cycle.

Dear God, what do you suggest I do?
Requesting guidance to find a way out of the cycle.

I want to do the opposite of what I did before I knew I wanted to.
Wanting to change by doing the opposite of what was done before.

B… A… whatever it is, whatever it is, whatever it is, whatever it is,
The artist does not care about what the opposite choice involves.

Please excuse the following half-assed segue.
A joke reference to a poor transition from the previous context.

Disappointing ending.
Expression of disappointment after a change.

Disappointing ending.
Reinforcement of the singer's disappointment.

Disappointing ending.
Continuation of the repetition of disappointment.

Disappointing ending.
The feeling of disappointment is strong.

Disappointing ending.
Final repetition of feeling let down.