going backwards

Depeche Mode

We are not there yet
We have not evolved
We have no respect
We have lost control

We're going backwards
Ignoring the realities
Going backwards
Are you counting all the casualties?

We are not there yet
Where we need to be
We are still in debt
To our insanities

We're going backwards
Turning back our history
Going backwards
Hailing on the misery

We can tracking on the satellites
Seeing all in plain sight
Watch men die in real time
But we have nothing inside
We feel nothing inside

We are the bigots
We have lost our soul
Cause it's [?]
We're digging our own holes

We're going backwards
Owned with new technology
Going backwards
To a cavemen mentality

We can emulate our counsels
Killings we can't control
Assassins that have been known
Because there's nothing inside
We feel nothing inside

We feel nothing inside
We feel nothing, nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
We feel nothing, nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
We feel nothing, nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
We feel nothing, nothing inside
We feel nothing inside
We feel nothing, nothing inside
We feel nothing inside