[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
[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
T'il all of 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 but 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 insides 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 right where I was and perhaps
This coulda been my victory lap
If I wasn't on the verge of relapse
[The Cranberries]
What's 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
[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
[The Cranberries]
What's 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
