The Mockery Lyrics

I'm looking for the salvation mask
Damned research
Here is the mockery
Are you the usual copy?
Are you the ordinary wannabe?

I'm sorry, people
I tried to get it over with anything
But I still smell of tears
Rebuilding and rebuilding again everytime
A deformed mirror, ever different
My voice over said me to switch on the tv
To divour my nails, appreciating the misery.

The curtain of disappointments
The audience, their laughing
Sham faces with the sneers
After this usual drab scene.

(Grazie a Alessandro Bovo per questo testo)