Our context engine found "pores" used in 12 musical pieces, reflecting its semantic importance.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.
pores
Singer: style council, the
start
i've counted all the pores of my skin
i've listed all the places i've been
start
i've counted all the pores of my skin
i've listed all the places i've been
Singer: ari lennox
say what you stalling for?
i'll seep into your pores
fall into me
say what you stalling for?
i'll seep into your pores
fall into me
Singer: lennox, ari
say what you stalling for?
i'll seep into your pores
fall into me
say what you stalling for?
i'll seep into your pores
fall into me
Singer: aborted
the silence is deafening
bleeding through your pores
uncompassionate
the silence is deafening
bleeding through your pores
uncompassionate
Singer: joe cocker
somebody's pouring blood on its back
paint that has pierced all the pores in his hide
paint that has pierced all the pores in his hide
somebody's pouring blood on its back
paint that has pierced all the pores in his hide
paint that has pierced all the pores in his hide
Singer: kataklysm
levitating from my bed?
i stood up! in sweat. as my pores. were burning! by. it is. awaken from my rest!
something!. grabs me?
levitating from my bed?
i stood up! in sweat. as my pores. were burning! by. it is. awaken from my rest!
something!. grabs me?
Singer: skylit drive, a
cold front coming
like blisters through your pores
breathing
cold front coming
like blisters through your pores
breathing
Singer: mitski
you shine through the night
illuminate my pores
and you tear me apart
you shine through the night
illuminate my pores
and you tear me apart
Singer: pantera
without judgement. boy in a pocket. balls in a bag. serve and protect you. his dick his gun
his brain his badge. a faster way to kill them all would take too goddamn long. absorb through pores the great escape. kill that fuck to show him up. equal his displeasure now. stab his ass
a reminded past of what the fuck we live for. ourselves. arm yourself. a branch. a third arm. extend your health
without judgement. boy in a pocket. balls in a bag. serve and protect you. his dick his gun
his brain his badge. a faster way to kill them all would take too goddamn long. absorb through pores the great escape. kill that fuck to show him up. equal his displeasure now. stab his ass
a reminded past of what the fuck we live for. ourselves. arm yourself. a branch. a third arm. extend your health
Singer: crywolf
i'm just a waste of skin
but love is seeping through my pores
oh dear
i'm just a waste of skin
but love is seeping through my pores
oh dear
Singer: hundred reasons
the reconcile was tantamount
the blocked pores would never close
lower the tone again youth forgot the time
the reconcile was tantamount
the blocked pores would never close
lower the tone again youth forgot the time
Singer: shadow of intent
the warmth of rotting meat
exfoliates my pores
becoming one with his skin
the warmth of rotting meat
exfoliates my pores
becoming one with his skin