Simply You

Came from the back,

now I'm lapping the field

Talk on my name,

but they know that it's real

I put the pain in the rhythm and steel

Turned every scar into something they feel

Lights flash, bass crack

Everybody feel

that

One sound, one

track

Run it up, bring it

back

Eleventh lap, I'm still in the race Foot on the gas,

no look on my face They said slow down,

I picked up the pace Fine tones hit,

now they all know the name