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Maybe they think I am naiveBecause of my baby faceThey don’t know it’s my techniqueTo survive in this placeLover’s easy popetrySpeaking to my Berlin landWho will write a song for meTo change the rules of my gameHappy ViolentineHappy ViolentPlease no flowers as they dieBad jokes and I eat you rawIf my dreams don’t drive me madLet’s sleep to be tomorrowNo love is part of the jobSo I can delete this daySwitch me in a stand-by modeUntil someone presses playHappy ViolentineHappy Violent Aus Songtexte Mania