Iron Lung Rebellion
rock, Slow-burning psychedelic epic at 60 BPM, male vocals. Breakbeat-inspired drums sit in skewed odd meters, fused with jazz-inflected bass and warped organ. Verses stay sparse and smoky; chorus explodes with fuzzed-out guitars, stacked gang vocals, and crashing toms. Bridge opens into a swirling, reverb-drenched solo section before dropping back to a tight, defiant outro chant., jazz fusion
Iron Lung Rebellion
rock, Slow-burning psychedelic epic at 60 BPM, male vocals. Breakbeat-inspired drums sit in skewed odd meters, fused with jazz-inflected bass and warped organ. Verses stay sparse and smoky; chorus explodes with fuzzed-out guitars, stacked gang vocals, and crashing toms. Bridge opens into a swirling, reverb-drenched solo section before dropping back to a tight, defiant outro chant., jazz fusion
Lyrics
Verse 1
Plastic mask on my face
Counting tiles in the ceiling
Every beep
Every hiss
Keeps time with my breathing
Nurse writes my life
In a line of blue ink
I trace the tubes with my eyes
Feel my anger blink
Chorus
Iron lung rebellion
Hear the pressure rise
I’m marching in my mind
Though my body lies
Iron lung rebellion
Every breath a drum
If my ribs are prison bars
I still bite my tongue (won’t go numb)
Verse 2
Clock hands stutter and slide
Time limps
Limps
Then doubles
Thoughts spill sideways and bend
Like smoke learning to juggle
Walls melt into roads
That curl back through my chest
I walk those crooked miles
Refusing to rest
Chorus
Iron lung rebellion
Hear the pressure rise
I’m marching in my mind
Though my body lies
Iron lung rebellion
Every breath a drum
If my ribs are prison bars
I still bite my tongue (hey!)
Bridge
They said “stay still
Stay small”
But my pulse won’t take commands
I’m tapping secret patterns
In the sheets with phantom hands
If freedom’s just a rhythm
Then I’m already gone
Riding every broken measure
Like a wave I’m holding on
Chorus
Iron lung rebellion
Hear the pressure rise
I’m marching in my mind
Though my body lies
Iron lung rebellion
Beat against the hum
If my lungs are rusted out
My will still runs
Still runs