In Your Head

[Intro: The Cranberries] In your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh [Verse 1: Eminem] I'm packin' up my shit, as much shit in the car as I can fit And I'm just drivin' as far as I can get Away from these problems, to all my sorrows I forget What's tomorrow like? 'Cause tonight I'm startin' 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 don't even recognize no one I try to look alive because there's nothin' like holdin' Your head up high when you're dead inside and I just hide, so in Case you're wonderin' why my inside's showin' 'Cause I done spilled all my guts and those are mine so I'm Pickin' them up and stuffin' them back Fuck it, I've done enough in this rap shit Recovery brought me nothin' but back To where I was and perhaps This coulda been my victory lap if I wasn't on the verge of Relapse [Chorus: The Cranberries] In your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh [Verse 2: Eminem] It seems to be the reoccurring main thing The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen I went from an irate teenager to still raging Is it though 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 Blame me, I did it—did what? Hailie, baby, I didn't mean to make you eighty Percent of what I rapped about Maybe, I shoulda did a better job at separating Shady and entertaining from real life But this dang thing is still the hardest thing to explain It's the craziest shit I Ever seen it back then, it was like I ain't even Bothered taking into consideration You and [?] being older and may hear me say things I did it, pay me, and be, it just ain't me Okay, so ladies and gentlemen let's strip away everything And see the main reason that I feel like a lame piece of shit Or should I start cranking in bitter Come playing beef and pick up by the same things 'Cause when I look at me, I don't see what they see I feel the same greedy And lately I've been contemplating Escaping to get a ranger or whatever this road takes me It's making me crazy, what's in my? [Chorus: The Cranberries] In your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh