Kids Get Grids

Here come the 93
They seem to teem with dopamine
And sing of chemistry they clearly crave
But it gets so hard to concentrate
When they look so great in their isolation
Flair and wit, fit for infants
Every instant, a Polaroid
I guess you only wanted to be wanted too
Born at resurrection and
Blessed with best intentions and
Witness to the greatest entertainment
Complete containment came and offered you
But you pulled through and
Soon we all came calling hallelujah!

Cut it up cut it up
Cause I need to keep moving on
Cut it up cut it up
Cause I don't want to stop
Cut it up cut it up
Cause I don't want to get caught up
Cut it up cut it up
Cause I don't want to stop
(cut it up cut it up
Cause I need to delete the worst of this
Cut it up cut it up
Cause i don't want to stop)

Now listen
Snap back into position
Rumble young musicians
All hits cause kids get grids
Lesson 1: it isn't always fun
And 2: nobody owes you anything
Are you listening to me?
If you get to 3, get free

I don't care if you don't know who I am
I don't care if you don't understand
I don't care if you don't use me anymore
No one will notice if you can't cut it
If you can't hang, if you can't stay
If you can't do anything at all
Cause we can just
Cut it up