In Your Head Lyrics – Eminem

In “In Your Head,” Eminem reflects on his regrets throughout his career. In particular, it appears that he’s most frustrated with his Slim Shady persona. His alter-ego, as described by Eminem, was his evil, yet funny side of him.
Song Name : In Your Head
Album / Movie : Revival
Singer : Eminem
Music Label : Aftermath Entertainment, Shady Records, and Interscope Records
Cast : Eminem

What’s in your head, in your headZombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ieWhat’s in your head, in your headZombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
I’m packin’ up my shit, as much shit in the car as I can fitAnd I’m just drivin’ as far as I can getAway from these problems ’til all of my sorrows I forgetWhat’s tomorrow like? ‘Cause tonight I’m startin’ life againGet to the corner and stop, fuck am I goin’?Besides psycho when I fantasize startin’ my whole life overYeah right, oh and I might go andGet hypnotized so I don’t even recognize no oneI try to look alive because there’s nothin’ like holdin’Your head up high when you’re dead inside and I just hide, so inCase you’re wonderin’ why my inside’s showin’‘Cause I done spilled all my guts and those are mine so I’mPickin’ them up and stuffin’ them backFuck it, I’ve done enough in this rap shitRecovery brought me nothin’ but backTo right where I was and perhapsThis coulda been my victory lap, if I wasn’t on the verge of relapse
What’s in your head, in your headZombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ieWhat’s in your head, in your headZombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
It seems to be the reoccurring main themeThe shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteenI went from an irate teenager to still ragingIsn’t it though amazing: back then I put anythingInto the rhyme, whether it was sad, mad, happy or angryI spit it, the mainstream, I hit itYay me, I did it! …Did what?Hailie, baby, I didn’t mean to make you eightyPercent of what I rapped aboutMaybe I shoulda did a better job at separatingShady and entertaining from real lifeBut this fame thing is still the hardest thing to explainIt’s the craziest shit IEver seen, and back then it was like I ain’t evenBothered taking into considerationYou one day being older and may hear me say thingsI didn’t (A) mean and (B) just ain’t meOkay, so ladies and gentlemenLet’s strip away everything and see the main reason that IFeel like a lame piece of shit, I sound cranky and bitterComplain, beef and bicker ’bout the same things‘Cause when I look at me, I don’t see what they seeI feel ashamed, greedyAnd lately I’ve been contemplatingEscaping to get away and go wherever this road takes meIt’s making me crazy, what’s in my
What’s in your head, in your headZombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ieWhat’s in your head, in your headZombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh

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