Who said you kids are alright?
Not underneath my white hot spotlight
We are the monsters beneath your beds
Keeping sense of your turning heads
My babies I taught you well

Amedia
Oh you pretty things
Amedia
I taught you so well

Who said you kids are so alive?
Not underneath my white hot spotlight
We are the monsters that feed your heads
With our senseless alternatives

Amedia
Oh you pretty things
Amedia
I taught you so well

Who said you kids don't have the right?
We are where you're going
Who said you kids can't see despite?
Stuck in where you've been

We are all faceless in the end
Over sold and the newest trend
We are so vacant yes we pretend,
It is ourselves that we've condemned
Who said you kids are all alright?
Who said you kids are so alive?
Not underneath my white hot spotlight
Who said, who said?

Amedia
Oh you pretty things
Amedia
I taught you so well