I’ve got nothing to hide from you/Kissing my brother in my dreams or finding God knows in my jeans/You see me as I am, it’s true/Aimless, fake drifter, and the horny manchild momma’s boy to boot/That’s how you live free/Truly see and be seen
from When You're Smiling and Astride Me lyrics by Father John Misty
Perfectly placed after the hedonistic third-person apartment visit that ends in contemptuous erotic asphyxiation, the choir girls ascend as our protagonist steps down from his high horse and lulls into the humble truism that he is merely an “aimless fake drifter,” and that’s alright, because love.
