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