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