[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]

I'm backing up my shit

Smoke shit in the cars

I can fit and I'm just driving as far as I can get

Away from these problems, to all my sorrows I forget

What's tomorrow like? 'cause tonight I'm starting life again

Kids in the corner won't stop fucking my ignoring

Besides psycho when I fantasize

Starting 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 because there's nothing like

Holding your head up high when you're dead inside

And I just hide so in, case you're wondering why my insides showing

'cause I done spilled all my guts and know some minds so I'm

Picking them up and stuff them in the back

Fuck it I've done enough in this rap shit, recovery brought me nothing

But back, to where I was and perhaps, this could've 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 thing

The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen

I went from an irate teenager to still raging

Is 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

Blame me, I did it, did what?

Hailie, baby, I didn't mean to make you eighty

Percent of what I rapped about

Maybe, I should've did a better job at separating

Shady, and entertaining, from real life but this

Dang thing, is still the hardest thing to explain

It's the craziest shit I

Ever seen it back then, it was like I ain't even

Bother to taken into consideration

You and ... baby and older and make, hear me say things

I did it, pay me, and be, it 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

Or should I start cranking in bitter

Come playing beef and pick up by the same things

'cause when I, look at me, I don't see what they see

I feel the same greedy and lately I've been contemplating

Escaping to get a ranger or whatever this road takes me

It's making me crazy, what's in my?

[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...