Eminem

In Your Head(Chords)

Eminem

Key: G

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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:

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
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:

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?
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

Written by Marshall Mathers/Dolores O'Riordan/Marc Shemer

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