Gp - In Your Head - traduction des paroles en anglais

Paroles et traduction Gp - In Your Head




In Your Head
In Your Head
In your head
Inside your mind
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head
What resides within your thoughts, within your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
I'm packin' up my shit, as much shit in the car as I can fit
I'm packing my belongings, cramming the car with all I can
And I'm just drivin' as far as I can get
Driving as far as the road will take me
Away from these problems 'til all of my sorrows I forget
Escaping these troubles until my sorrows fade from memory
What's tomorrow like? 'Cause tonight I'm startin' life again
What does tomorrow hold? Tonight, I begin anew
Get to the corner and stop, fuck am I goin'?
Reaching the corner, I pause, questioning my destination
Besides psycho when I fantasize startin' my whole life over
Going crazy, fantasizing about starting over
Yeah right, oh and I might go and
Yeah, right, perhaps I might even
Get hypnotized so I don't even recognize no one
Seek hypnosis, to erase all recognition
I try to look alive but there's nothin' like holdin' your head up high
I feign a lively facade, but holding my head high feels empty
When you're dead inside and I just hide, so in
When I'm dead inside, I conceal it, so
Case you're wonderin' why my insides showin'
If you're curious why my insides are exposed
'Cause I done spilled all my guts and those are mine so I'm
It's because I've spilled my guts, and they belong to me, so I'm
Pickin' them up and stuffin' them back
Picking them up and stuffing them back in
Fuck it, I've done enough in this rap shit
Enough of this rap game, it's futile
Recovery brought me nothin' but back
Recovery only brought me back
To right where I was and perhaps
To square one, and perhaps
This coulda been my victory lap, if I wasn't on the verge of relapse
This could have been my victory lap, if not for the looming relapse
What's in your head, in your head
What resides within your thoughts, within your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head
What resides within your thoughts, within your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
It seems to be the reoccurring main theme
The recurring theme seems clear
The shit I would daydream as a kid, I was eighteen
My childhood daydreams at eighteen
I went from an irate teenager to still raging
From irate teenager to enduring rage
Isn't it though amazing, back then I put anything
Isn't it astonishing, back then I poured everything
Into the rhyme, whether it was sad, mad, happy or angry
Into my rhymes, be it sorrow, anger, joy, or fury
I spit it, the mainstream, I hit it
I spat it out, hit the mainstream
Yay me, I did it, did what?
Yay me, I achieved it, achieved what?
Hailie, baby, I didn't mean to make you eighty
Hailie, my dear, I didn't intend to make you eighty
Percent of what I rapped about
Percent of my lyrical content
Maybe I shoulda did a better job at separating
Perhaps I should have better separated
Shady and entertaining from real life
Shady and entertainment from reality
But this fame thing is still the hardest thing to explain
But explaining this fame remains a challenge
It's the craziest shit I ever seen
It's the most bizarre phenomenon I've witnessed
And back then it was like I ain't even
And back then, I didn't even
Bothered taking into consideration
Consider the possibility
You one day being older and may hear me say things
That one day you'd grow older and hear me say things
I didn't (A) mean and (B) just ain't me
I didn't (A) mean and (B) don't reflect who I am
Okay, so ladies and gentlemen
Alright, so ladies and gentlemen
Let's strip away everything and see the main reason that I
Let's strip it all away and reveal the core reason why I
Feel like a lame piece of shit, I sound cranky and bitter
Feel like a worthless piece of crap, sounding grumpy and bitter
Complain, beef and bicker 'bout the same things
Complaining, arguing, and bickering about the same issues
'Cause when I look at me, I don't see what they see
Because when I look at myself, I don't see what they see
I feel ashamed, greedy and lately I've been contemplating
I feel ashamed, greedy, and lately I've been contemplating
Escaping to get away and go wherever this road takes me
Escaping, getting away, and following wherever this path leads
It's making me crazy, what's in my
It's driving me insane, what's within my
What's in your head, in your head
What resides within your thoughts, within your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie
What's in your head, in your head
What resides within your thoughts, within your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh
Zombie, zombie, zombie-ie-ie, oh





Writer(s): Gopal Michael Matlock


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