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