Happy Violentine

Maybe they think I am naive

Because of my baby face

They don't know it's my technique

To survive in this place

Lover's easy poetry

Speaking to my Berlin land

Who will write a song for me

To change the rules of my game

Happy Violentine

Happy Violent

Please no flowers as they die

Bad jokes and I eat you raw

If my dreams don't drive me mad

Let's sleep to be tomorrow

No love is part of the job

So I can delete this day

Switch me in a stand-by mode

Until someone presses play