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 shit As much shit in the car as I can fit And I'm just driving as far as I can get Away from these problems, 'til all my sorrows I forget What's tomorrow like, 'cause tonight I'm starting life again Get to the corner and stop, fuck am I going Besides sight going 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 but 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 right where I was and perhaps, this could've 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 shit I would daydream as a kid I was 18 I went from an irate teenager Still raging as adult, amazing Back then I put everything 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 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 Is the crazy, or should I ever seen it back then It was like I ain't even bother taking into consideration You and baby and older and making me say things I did it, yay me, and be, it 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 (Or should I?) sound cranky and bitter Complain beef and bicker about 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 a, way and go wherever this road takes me It's making me crazy what's in 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