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Originally Posted by Ram27
It wasn't me, but every new light that isn't shiny and bright
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Oh shit, Billy playing the long game here, goddamn
Also I always read the line as "The soft pouring rain was just the pouring rain, it wasn't me" (one line) as though he's learned to associate the weather with his internal struggles
Maybe that's obvious to everyone, but the way you broke up the lines gave me pause