Lletres: Quiet Child. Key and the Pillow.

I've been shown by the shamer how to live
The key was under her pillow all the time
And holes dissapeared

Maybe the shaming was done to her in turn
Just when I thought I'd held off my concern
The holes reappeared

And through the tears and the will to die
Softcock narcotics
I want to forgive you

After all you've done