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