Deconstructing Venus Lyrics - Singles - Kevin Max

You are the center of your own private little constellation 

And you are the jury and judge of every little deconstructed fable 

And you like the way it is, you don't want to question it 

You're the wonder of God's own handiwork 

Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a dirty bird 

And yeah, even the Paparazzi think you're quite absurd 

Venus of your own consent 

Is there anything you give up for Lent? 

Oh, parasite, oh, peacock of pride 

Will you let the little people see inside you? 

And you don't wanna question it 

And you're looking quite possessed 

You're the wonder of God's own handiwork 

Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a 

And yeah, even the buying public think you're quite a jerk 

And you're trapped in your little castle 

Like Randolph Hearst in his fringe and tassel 

Yeah, you wear Versace but you look like a 

And yeah, even the Paparazzi think you're quite absurd 

There's too much information on the television 

Innocent we have been sprung and innocent we are 

You don't know how to feel, you don't know 

This is the eye of the storm, this is society