Stride (And Flash)

To the stone on my grave
Try not to go where I say
Bullet points like icicles
Watch em fall away
Long nights, even longer days
Work hard for a price on your soul
Would you walk away?
What's with all these games?
What if I don't want to play?
Yeah it seems a little black through the vision of a mass
Looking past, every face just blank
A warm welcome, a cold evening
A dark death on a bright screen
Wait for the slow replay
Rather treasure your soul
Mean, it's all me
The only play
I don't know what's up lately
Been twisted and my mind's been playing tricks on me
I try to look up into the distance but it's hard with all this weight on me

World looking darker now
Either you in the cage or they trying to box you out
Get your essence raised like eyebrows when you start to take the crown
Take it down (Says what?)
Feel the vibration but don't hear a sound
Elevated off the ground, now I'm sitting on the cloud
Looking down at you clowns laughing
Like what it feel like
I just face the wrath of [?]
[?] if you ever leave
There's amenities and all my jealousy switches like the seven seas
These sharks they can't get to me
They just keep swimming
I'm just wondering if BMO ever got the [same anatomy?]

Probably did