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