Intro
The Cranberries]
D A E/G#
In your head, zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
F#m D A E/G#
What's in your head, in your head, zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie, oh
[Verse 1: Eminem]
F#m
I'm backing up my shit, smoke shit in the cars
D
I can fit and I'm just driving as far as I can get
A
Away from these problems, to all my sorrows I forget
E/G#
What's tomorrow like, 'cause tonight I'm starting life again
F#m
Kids in the corner won't stop fucking my ignoring
D
Besides psycho when I fantasize
A
Starting my whole life over, yeah right, oh and I might go and
E/G#
Get hypnotized so I don't even recognize no one
F#m
I try to look alive because there's nothing like
D
Holding your head up high when you're dead inside and I just hide so in
A
Case you're wondering why my insides showing
E/G#
'Cause I done spilled all my guts and know some minds so I'm
F#m
Picking ‘em up and stuffin’ ‘em back
D
Fuck it, I've done enough in this rap shit, recovery brought me nothing but back
A
To right where I was and perhaps
E/G#
This could've been my victory lap if I wasn't on the verge of relapse
[Chorus 1: The Cranberries]
F#m D A E/G#
What's in your head, in your head, zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
F#m D A E/G#
What's in your head, in your head, zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie, oh
[Verse 2: Eminem]
F#m
It seems to be the reoccurring main thing
D
The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen
A
I went from an irate teenager to still raging
E/G#
Is it though amazing, back then I put eight thing
F#m
Into the rhyme, whether it was sad, mad, happy
D
Or angry, I spit it, the mainstream, I hit it
A
Blame me, I did it, did what?
E/G#
Hailie, baby, I didn't mean to make you eighty
F#m
Percent of what I rapped about
D
Maybe, I shoulda did a better job at separating
A
Shady and entertaining, for real life but this
E/G#
Dang thing is still the hardest thing to explain
F#m
It’s the craziest shit I ever seen him back then
D
It was like I ain't even bother taking into consideration
A
You one day bein’ older and may hear me say things
E/G#
I did it, pay me, and be, it just ain't me
F#m D
Okay, so ladies and gentlemen this strip away
Everything is the main reason that I
A
Feel like a lame piece of shit
E/G#
Or should I start cranky and bitter, complain, beef and pick up ‘bout the same things
F#m
'Cause when I, look at me, I don't see what they see
D
I feel the same greedy and lately I've been contemplating
A
Escaping to get away and go whatever this road
E/G#
Takes me, it's making me crazy, what's in my?
[Chorus 2: The Cranberries]
F#m D A E/G#
What's in your head, in your head, zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
F#m D A E/G#
What's in your head, in your head, zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie-ie, oh