In Your Head
 作词 : Marshall Mathers
 作曲 : Marshall Mathers
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

I'm packing up my ****,
as much **** in the car as I can fit
And I'm just driving as far as I can get
Away from these problems till all of my sorrows I forget
What's tomorrow like?
'Cause tonight I'm starting life again
Get to the corner and stop, **** am I going?
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 inside's showing
'Cause I done spilled all my guts and those are mine so I'm
Picking them up and stuffing them back
**** it, I've done enough in this rap ****
Recovery brought me nothing but back to where I was and perhaps
This coulda been my victory lap
if I wasn't on the verge of Relapse

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

It seems to be the reoccurring main thing
The **** I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen
I went from an irate teenager to still raging
Isn't 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
Yay me, I did it!
-did what? - Hailie
Baby, I didn't mean to make you eighty
Percent of what I rapped about
Maybe I shoulda 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 **** 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, blame 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 ****
Or should 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 ashamed, greedy
And lately I've been contemplating
Escaping to get away and go wherever this road takes me
It's making me crazy within my-

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