Eminem – In Your Head (Guitar)

        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

    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

    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

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