[Intro: The Cranberries] ~#**************#~ In your head ~#**************#~ Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie ~#**************#~ Whats in your head, in your head? ~#**************#~ Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh ~#**************#~ [Verse 1: Eminem] ~#**************#~ Im packin up my shit, as much shit in the car as I can fit ~#**************#~ And Im just drivin as far as I can get ~#**************#~ Away from these problems til all of my sorrows I forget ~#**************#~ Whats tomorrow like? ‘Cause tonight Im startin life again (Life again) ~#**************#~ Get to the corner and stop, fuck am I goin? ~#**************#~ Besides psycho when I fantasize startin my whole life over ~#**************#~ Yeah right, oh and I might go and ~#**************#~ Get hypnotized so I dont even recognize no one ~#**************#~ I try to look alive but theres nothin like holdin ~#**************#~ Your head up high when youre dead inside and I just died, so in ~#**************#~ Case youre wonderin why are my insides showin ~#**************#~ ‘Cause I done spilled all my guts and those are mine, so Im ~#**************#~ Pickin em up and stuffin em back ~#**************#~ Fuck it, Ive done enough in this rap shit ~#**************#~ Recovery brought me nothin but back ~#**************#~ To right where I was and perhaps ~#**************#~ This coulda been my victory lap, if I wasnt on the verge of relapse ~#**************#~ [Chorus: The Cranberries & Eminem] ~#**************#~ Whats in your head, in your head? ~#**************#~ Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie ~#**************#~ Whats in your head, in your head? ~#**************#~ Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh (Yeah) ~#**************#~ [Verse 2: Eminem] ~#**************#~ It seems to be the reoccurring main theme ~#**************#~ The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen ~#**************#~ I went from an irate teenager to still raging ~#**************#~ As adult, amazing: back then I put anything ~#**************#~ Into the rhyme, whether it was sad, mad, happy or angry ~#**************#~ I spit it, the mainstream, I hit it ~#**************#~ Yay me, I did it, did what? ~#**************#~ Hailie, baby, I didnt mean to make you eighty ~#**************#~ Percent of what I rapped about (Rapped about) ~#**************#~ Maybe I shoulda did a better job at separating ~#**************#~ Shady and entertaining from real life ~#**************#~ But this fame thing is still the hardest thing to explain ~#**************#~ Its the craziest shit I ~#**************#~ Ever seen, and back then it was like I aint even ~#**************#~ Bothered taking into consideration ~#**************#~ You one day being older and may hear me say things ~#**************#~ I didn’t (A) mean and (B) just ain’t me ~#**************#~ Okay, so ladies and gentlemen ~#**************#~ Lets strip away everything and see the main reason that I ~#**************#~ Feel like a lame piece of shit, I sound cranky and bitter ~#**************#~ Complain, beef and bicker bout the same things ~#**************#~ ‘Cause when I look at me, I dont see what they see ~#**************#~ I feel ashamed, greedy ~#**************#~ And lately Ive been contemplating ~#**************#~ Escaping to get away and go wherever this road takes me ~#**************#~ Its making me crazy, whats in my— ~#**************#~ [Chorus: The Cranberries] ~#**************#~ Whats in your head, in your head? ~#**************#~ Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie ~#**************#~ Whats in your head, in your head? ~#**************#~ Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh