Twisted
Buckingham & Nicks Lyrics

You think you hear demons,
The singer acknowledges that the listener may feel haunted or tormented in some way.

I think we are the demons
The singer believes that their own human nature is the source of the problem.

In this place where the images are born
The setting is somewhere that spawns or amplifies mental images.

You remember your childhood,
The listener recollects their childhood memories.

Oh, in firing sequences
The memories come back to the listener in bursts, like gunshots.

The sun goes down, filling the air with colors
The sun setting creates a beautiful, colorful sky.

And winds lift you up to God, lift you up to God
The singer describes the feeling of being lifted up or elevated by the wind, similar to a religious experience.

You fall to your knees, you embrace the storm
The listener surrenders to the storm, becoming one with it.

You no longer care, if it's cold, or if it's warm
The listener is so consumed by the storm that outside elements no longer matter.

You live for the danger,
The listener enjoys the thrill of danger.

Oh like your passion and your anger, you don't let go
The listener is passionate and fiery, but also has trouble letting go.

You like to be twisted, by the force
The listener enjoys being twisted and challenged by the power of the storm.

You like to be shaken by the wind
The listener enjoys being shaken and moved by the wind.

And this game that you play with God
The listener sees themselves almost playing a game of chicken with a higher power.

You've been warned to retreat
Someone has advised the listener to back away from the danger.

You take it to the limit
The listener pushes themselves to the extreme.

When the winds come up
The winds increase in intensity.

Crazy men, crazy women
There are other people around who are also acting erratically.

Cryin' out for love
These people are in need of love and help.

You'd like to save her
The listener wants to help someone in need.

But you just can't give it up
Despite wanting to help, the listener cannot let go of their own personal desire for danger.

You'd rather be rapped up, in the arms of a storm
The listener feels more comfortable and content in the midst of the storm.

Cryin' out for love
The people around the listener continue to cry out for help and support.

And they lift you up to God
The listener feels once again elevated and closer to a religious experience.

And you don't let go
Despite the danger, the listener cannot let go of the thrill.

'Cause you like to be twisted
The listener enjoys being twisted and challenged by the danger and intensity.

They're still chasin' down the demons
Even with the storm and danger present, the people around the listener are still struggling mentally and emotionally.

And you think you hear demons
The listener once again recognizes the other people's torment and compare it to their own.

Well I got your demons
The listener realizes that they also have their own personal demons.

They're cryin' out for love
The people around the listener continue to need help and support.

And winds lift you up to God, lift you up to God
The listener once again feels an elevation in spirit inspired by the power of the wind.