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