CLYDE:

I can't take no more of this.
This nightmare has to end.
In this Godforsaken place,
Death would be a [bad word] friend.

I could pay a crooked God to kill me,
Yeah, that's it.
Better that, than sixteen years dying
Slowly bit by bit.

All I did,
Was rob a few stores!
Justice here don't fit the prime.

I've broken by the devil!
Justice here is a waste of time!

I won't get to Heaven,
Why not raise a little [bad word] 

You'll see me,
But it's the last time!
That filthy scum has gotta go!

By tonight, it will be over,
When I strike the fatal blow!

No way out,
I gotta do this!

Him or me,
Okay lets play!

Never killed,
But now I have to!

Oh, time to make it cry to pay!

I won't get to Heaven,
Why not raise a little [bad word] 

No way I'll see Heaven,
So lets raise a little [bad word] #33;

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