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    I speak with my heart
    when the coast is clear,
    the eyes of Cotillas
    are everywhere.

    But they can not hold us
    our love has no fear,
    for love follows love
    as year follows year.

    Cotillas

    They've got eyes like knives
    and a mind full of hate,
    in the back of my head
    sharp is the blade.

    Behind every window
    they lay in wait,
    they've got ugly little minds
    and time to waste.

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    Cotillas

    We hold hands under tables
    and we pass little notes,
    the kisses I'm saving
    get stuck in my throat.

    We stand in the cold
    where the wild wind blows,
    but our hearts take us places
    that they'll never know.

    Cotillas

    We know you're watching
    the shadows can't hide,
    the eyes of Cotillas
    aren't too hard to find.

    Remember the days
    remember the times,
    when they watched you
    and you cursed them blind.

    Cotillas

    Song details

    Composition: Kevin Weatherill, Barry Wickens, and Brian Betts

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