Prime, Not Perfect

I live between the numbers
Half light, half control
Like a quiet voice in the room
Reading signs on the wall
Zero point five breathing
In a digital night
They talk in straight lines
I move side to side

They say pick a side, define your name
But I don't play their perfect game
I don't need a label sign
To feel alive inside my mind

Between two and four
There's something more
I don't fit the mold
I break the door
Prime by design
Out of the line
Same numbers, new code
This life is mine

Neon lights, electric skin
Counting beats under my chin
Wrong math kills the soul
Right rhythm takes control
They sell formulas for love
I rewrite what I'm not
Add desire, cut the fear
Now the answer's clear

I don't round myself down
To be easy to count
I stay strange, I stay real
That's the way I feel

Between two and four
There's something more
I don't fit the mold
I break the door
Prime by design
Out of the line
Same numbers, new code
This life is mine

Spoken half-sung
Count me in, count me out
Open doors inside my doubt

I'm not lost
I'm not late
I was never meant
To calculate

Between two and four
I found my core
Not ordinary
Never bored
Prime by design
I cross the line
Same numbers, new code
This life is mine

Doors stay open
I walk through