[Acustico] Still Into You - Paramore

Can’t count the years on one hand 
That we’ve been together 
I need the other one to hold you. 
Make you feel, make you feel better. 
It’s not a walk in the park 
To love each other. 
But when our fingers interlock, 
Can’t deny, can’t deny you’re worth it 
And after all this time. 
I’m still into you 

I should be over all the butterflies 
But I’m into you (I’m in to you) 
And baby even on our worst nights 
I’m into you (I’m into you) 
Let em wonder how we got this far 
Cause I don’t really need to wonder at all 
Yeah after all this time 
I’m still into you 

Recount the night that I first 
Met your mother 
And on the drive back to my house 
I told you that, I told you that I loved ya. 
You felt the weight of the world 
Fall off your shoulder 
And to your favorite song 
We sang along to the start of forever 
And after all this time. 
I’m still into you 

I should be over all the butterflies 
But I’m into you (I’m in to you) 
And baby even on our worst nights 
I’m into you (I’m into you) 
Let em wonder how we got this far 
Cause I don’t really need to wonder at all 
Yeah after all this time 
I’m still into you 

Some things just, 
Some things just make sense 
And one of those is you and I 
Some things just, 
Some things just make sense 
And even after all this time 
I’m into You 
Baby not a day goes by that 
I’m not into you 

I should be over all the butterflies 
But I’m into you (I’m in to you) 
And baby even on our worst nights 
I’m into you (I’m into you) 
Let em wonder how we got this far 
Cause I don’t really need to wonder at all 
Yeah after all this time 
I’m still into you 
I’m still into you 
I’m still into you

Paramore - Playing God

Hace mucho tiempo (en una galaxia muy lejana...) que no pongo ninguna canción y, si bien no es esta la que ameniza mis noches estos días, canción que pondré en otra ocasión, si que es, de momento, mi favorita de este grupo musical.

Es cierto que Paramore produce en mí sentimientos encontrados ya que en parte me recuerda una parte de mi vida que me gustaría que no hubiera sucedido nunca pero no puedo dejar que el pasado me domine por eso estoy tratando de limpiar muchas cosas de ese pasado ya que las canciones, imágenes o vídeos no tienen la culpa de mis errores.

Además, en este caso en particular, la asociación no era muy fuerte y ahora ya lo asocio a algo mucho más "feliz". El principal motivo para poner esta canción es daros a conocer, si no les conocías ya, al grupo Paramore, ya que de aquí en 5 meses sacan su nuevo disco. Y ya que hoy se lo he hecho saber a una persona muy fan del grupo, me parecía bien hacéroslo constar a vosotros también.

Como siempre, espero que os guste la canción.

Can't make my own decisions 

or make any with precision

Well maybe you should tie me up 

so I don't go where you don't want me

You say that I been changing, 

that I'm not just simply aging

Yeah how could that be logical?

Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat

Oh oh oh ohhhh

You don't have to believe me

But the way I, way I see it

Next time you point a finger

I might have to bend it back

Or break it, break it off

Next time you point a finger

I'll point you to the mirror

If God's the game that you're playing

Well we must get more acquainted

Because it has to be so lonely

To be the only one who's holy

It's just my humble opinion

But it's one that I believe in

You don't deserve a point of view

If the only thing you see is you

Oh oh oh ohhhh

You don't have to believe me

But the way I, way I see it

Next time you point a finger

I might have to bend it back

Or break it, break it off

Next time you point a finger

I'll point you to the mirror

This is the last second chance

(I'll point you to the mirror)

I'm half as good as it gets

(I'll point you to the mirror)

I'm on both sides of the fence

(I'll point you to the mirror)

Without a hint of regret

I'll hold you to it

I know you don't believe me

But the way I, way I see it

Next time you point a finger

I might have to bend it back

Or break it, break it off

Next time you point a finger

I'll point you to the mirror

I know you won't believe me

But the way I, way I see it

Next time you point a finger

I might have to bend it back

Or break it, break it off

Next time you point a finger

I'll point you to the mirror