TWISTED
© Stevie Nicks

You think you hear demons
I think we are the demons
In this place
Where the images are born
You remember your childhood
Oh in fiery sequences
The sun goes down
Filling the air with colors
And winds that lift you up to God
Lift you up to God

You fall to your knees
You embrace the storm
You no longer care
If it's cold or if it's warm
You live for the danger
Oh like your passion
And your anger
You don't let go

You like to be twisted
By the force
You like to be shaken
By the wind
In this game that you play with God
You've been warned to retreat

You take it to the limit
When the winds come up
Crazy men, crazy women
Cryin' out for love
You'd like to save her
Ooh but you just can't give it up

You'd rather be wrapped up
In the arms of a storm
Mmm you'd rather be wrapped up
In the arms of a storm
Crazy men and crazy women
In the storm

And the sun goes down
Chasin' down the demons
You think you hear demons
Well I got your demons
They're cryin' out for love
Cryin' out for love
Cryin' out for love
Cryin' out for love

Crazy men crazy women
In the storm
And the sun goes down
You're still chasin' down the demons
And you think you hear demons
Well I got your demons
And they're cryin' out for love
And they lift you up to God
Lift you up to God
And you don't let go
'Cause you like to be twisted