
Welcome to 9000UK – a music project created by Ioannis Ntizoglou, a Greek songwriter living in the UK, blending soulful lyrics, modern AI sound, and positive energy. Every track is written with purpose, crafted to uplift, heal, and inspire. From gospel and reggae-infused beats to feel-good anthems and heartfelt stories, this channel is a home for music with meaning.
What if the universe sent you treasure through the cracks of forgotten places?
“I never asked, I never planned — but here it is, in my open hand.”
This is Drawn to Me by 9000UK — an experimental indie rock journey through surreal fortune, magnetic attraction, and the strange rhythm of abandoned dreams. Inspired by the bizarre ways life delivers unexpected gifts, this track explores what happens when money finds you… without you ever chasing it.
✍️ Written by 9000UK (Ioannis Ntizoglou)
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00:00 - Intro – Strange Forces
00:21 - Verse 1 – Coins in the Cracks
00:51 - Chorus – Drawn to Me
01:22 - Verse 2 – Buried Deals
01:53 - Chorus – Faded Gold
02:23 - Bridge – Broken Hand
02:53 - Final Chorus – Magnetised
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💸 Not all treasure is shiny. Some of it is strange and follows you home.
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🎵 Drawn to Me (By 9000UK)
(Lyrics by Ioannis Ntizoglou - Experimental Indie Rock)
Verse 1
Coins in the cracks of the pavement gleam
Like ghosts of fortunes lost in dreams
Found a wallet in a rusted frame
With a photo and a half-burnt name
Pre-Chorus
I didn’t chase it, it just appeared
In alleys humming what I feared
Wealth walks backwards in my mind
Leaving riddles I can’t find
Chorus
Money is drawn to me
Through abandoned dreams and alley beats
Crumpled notes and faded gold
Stories bought but never told
I never asked, I never prayed
Still the winds of cash get strangely swayed
Verse 2
Bent spoons and silver teeth
Beneath floorboards, under grief
Radio static whispers trades
Of deals the dead once made
Pre-Chorus
It’s not the vaults or tidy lines
It’s detours through the borderline
A current pulsing underground
I hear it sing without a sound
Chorus
Money is drawn to me
In forgotten songs and dead TV
Stains of luck on parking fines
Empty safes that leave me signs
I never begged, I never stole
Still it circles like it knows my soul
[Bridge] (spoken, distorted)
It came in a cracked cassette
It came in the rain, in unpaid debt
It came in the form of a broken hand
Offering treasure buried in sand
Breakdown
I walk where others leave
And somehow, it follows me
Not rich, not cursed, just magnetised
To what the world has cast aside
Chorus
Money is drawn to me
Through shattered glass and mystery
I don't chase, I don’t command
But it dances where I stand
I never asked, I never planned—
But here it is, in my open hand