CLYDE:
I can't take no more of this
This nightmare has to end
In this godforsaken place
Death would be a welcome friend

I could pay a crooked guard
To kill me, yeah, that's it
Better that than sixteen years
Dyin' slowly bit by bit

All I did was rob a few stores
Justice here don't fit the crime
I've been broken by the devil
Justice is a waste of time

I won't get to heaven
Why not raise a little hell

GUARD (spoken):
Hey Clyde! Your other girlfriend's hеre

BONNIE (spoken):
Oh my God! What happenеd to your face? Somebody help him!

CLYDE (spoken):
The gas station. There's a gun hidden under the porch
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!
Login Register
Log into your account
And gain new opportunities
Forgot your password?