Artist: Eminem Album: Revival Song: In Your Head Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: sample of "Zombie" by The Cranberries] In your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie What's in your head, in your head Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-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 'til 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 are my insides showin Cause I done spilled all my guts, and those are mine so I'm pickin 'em up and stuffin 'em 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+ [Chorus: sample of "Zombie" by 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-ie, oh [Eminem] It seems, to be the reoccurring main thing, the shit I would daydream as a kid I, was 18, I went from an irate teenager to, still raging as an adult 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 80 percent of what I rapped about, maybe I shoulda did a better job at separating Shady and enter- -taining from real life, but this dang 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 did it Aim me, and be, just ain't me Okay, so ladies and gentle- -men 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 a- -shamed, greedy and lately I've been contemplating escaping to get a- -way and go wherever this road takes me It's making me crazy what's in my [Chorus]