[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 backing up my shit Smoke shit in the cars I can fit and I'm just driving as far as I can get Away from these problems, to all my sorrows I forget What's tomorrow like? 'Cause tonight I'm starting life again Kids in the corner won't stop fucking my ignoring Besides psycho when I fantasize Starting my whole life over [?] 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 Holding your head up high when you're dead inside And I just hide so in, case you're wondering why my insides showing 'Cause I done spilled all my guts and know some minds so I'm Picking them up and stuff them in the back Fuck it I've done enough in this rap shit, Recovery brought me nothing But back, to where I was and perhaps, this could've 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 theme The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen I went from an irate teenager to still raging Isn't 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 Yay 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 fame thing is still the hardest thing to explain It's the craziest shit I Ever seen, and back then it was like I ain't 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 Let's 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 don't see what they see I feel ashamed, greedy And lately I've been contemplating Escaping to get away and go wherever 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, ohTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
