[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 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 nothing 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 nothing 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 reoccurrin', 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 separatin'
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 takin' into consideration,
You one day bein' 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 I sound cranky and bitter,
Complain, beef, and bicker ‘bout 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 contemplatin'
Escapin' to get away and go wherever this road takes me,
It's makin' 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!
