O—I’m seriousNobody seems to mindThe slow declineO—I’m seriousEveryone seems just fineWith the nevermind Nobody’s lookingAt where they’re goingAnd nobody’s steeringAs if they’re floating downstream O—I’m serious One by one, we march contently out to seaEveryone thinks someone else has got the lead But nobody’s lookingAt where they’re goingAnd nobody’s steeringAs if they’re floating downstream O—I’m …
Author Archives: Nick Vincent
By transitive property
In this world,you get what you settle for,and you settle for what you think you deserve.And so in the end,you get what you deserve,until you decide you deserve better.
Meeting people is easy
If you have been rejected many times in your life, then one more rejection isn’t going to make much difference. If you’re rejected, don’t automatically assume it’s your fault. The other person may have several reasons for not doing what you are asking her to do: none of it may have anything to do with …
Fashion made easy in three simple steps
All fashion is just glorified pattern recognition—skills you should have picked up back in grade school. Just like technology, fashion has no place for loyalty—don’t be caught wearing the equivalent of the horse-and-buggy. Don’t reinvent the wheel—you don’t have to work hard at fashion as long as you pay attention to people who do.
Narcissism
So I think I may be fighting a losing battle. I never did know when to quit, especially when it comes to little things like love and dreams. Maybe it’s a character flaw of mine to think that I can do anything I set my mind to. I’m just not very good at bailing. I …
The Payoff
Go sell me, darling,For the best deal you find.I won’t mind, ’cause all I seeAre fading dreams and memoriesOf you and me. Go sell me, darling,Cash out while you can.I’ll understand, ’cause what I sayWill keep you waiting for the day,The day that I’ll pay off. But I’m only dead weight,And the future’s looking grim.And …
Ode to the Overboard
O—every weekend is an island.I’m just trying to float ashore.O—every Sunday is an eyesore.Get ready to sink again. O—off the deep end…O—off the deep end, again. O—as I try to swim to safety,The water fills up my lungsO—and the current overtakes me.One moment more, and I’m done. O—I might as well…O—I might as well let …
All of the above
Nearly two and a half years, and it all comes down to this. Two and a half years, and it’s stale, generic, store-bought clichés. “If we had only met later in life.” “I’m just not ready for this kind of commitment.” “It’s just not going to work out between us.” “It’s not you, it’s me.” …
Sinking
I’m a sinking ship,And buckets just won’t fix this.Women and children first.The hull’s about to burst.Watching it all fall apart on my…Watching it all fall apart. It’s only broken in my head.It’s never quite right in my head.It’s always broken in my head.In my head. Can’t you see?I’m losing speed.Friction fights the inertia,Pulling me down. …
Factoid
If it weren’t for all the obsessive people out there, nothing would ever get done. At least not right.