Driftin’ in the dark, where the stars don’t spark, Hull peeled back like a deck of marked cards, No fuel, no stash, just a flare in the black, But the cosmos cold, ain’t nobody callin’ back... Yo I’m a ghost in the vacuum, lost to the map room, Clock tick-tock, but my rations tap doom, Black swan ballet, doomsday monsoon, Neon debts got me singin’ my last tune. Starlit sarcophagus, credits like promises, Burned in the furnace of merciless godlessness, Space got a price and the dice don’t favor me, Every lost bet now a death note savoring. Fuel lines dry, ship ribs like a carcass, Time drips slow in the throat of the darkness, No gold, no glow, just a cold truth carved in, A name in the static where the echoes start dim. I was a king of the cards, a prince of the scams, Now I’m a blip on a screen in the grip of the damned, Gravity gambles, fate got a hand, And the cosmos don’t care where the outlaw lands... I’m just driftin’, slippin’, lost to the system, Echoes of the past in the static transmission, No gold, no home, no mission, just wishin’, But space don’t listen, no space don’t listen... Tickin’ in the cockpit, every thought toxic, Air gettin’ thin like the edge of my options, Nebula knots twist, fate in a locksmith, I bet on the stars, but the odds weren’t honest. Dark matter pockets, karma’s composite, Spent every credit on gambits and rockets, Now I’m a sunspot, soul turned to profit, Life just a ledger and space the deposit. Comets like daggers, slice through the static, Hollow my hope till the core turns to ashes, Capsule a coffin, fate got the matches, Burnt out alone where the cosmos collapses. They told me, "Stack chips, make the big flips," But the universe collects with a clenched fist, No IOUs, no credit slips, Just a name in the dark that the void encrypts... Fell off the ledger, erased from the system, Body weightless but fate got resistance, Frictionless fall in a black hole prison, No last call when your luck goes missing. Jackpot dreams in a junkyard shuttle, One lost soul in a vacuum bubble, Played my hand, now the deck reshuffled, Bet it all and the void said "double." I’m just driftin’, slippin’, lost to the system, Echoes of the past in the static transmission, No gold, no home, no mission, just wishin’, But space don’t listen, no space don’t listen... ...If anyone hears this... tell 'em I was here.
