Lyric

They say that joy can’t be compared

But my heart keeps counting, I swear

In this race of shining masks

I crawl, still breathing, through the cracks

Power’s the mirror I want to break

Money’s the ghost I want to chase

If I could touch the top of greed

Would I know what peace would mean?

I don’t wanna preach the lie

That love alone can satisfy

’Cause I’ve seen smiles built on pain

Still I’m running through the rain

Unfulfilled happiness

I’m chasing ghosts in emptiness

The more I climb, the more I fade

My shadow’s taller than my name

But maybe, just maybe this

Is what it means to still exist

To fight, compare, and never rest

For unfulfilled happiness

I see their light on silver screens

Their perfect laughter, plastic dreams

And though I know it’s all pretend

I still compare and fall again

I’m not the saint they told me to be

I measure life by victory

If envy burns, then let it glow

At least it means I’m still below

I don’t need your sympathy

I’m just trying to find what’s real in me

If truth is ugly, let it stay

I’ll face it anyway

Unfulfilled happiness

A paradox I can’t confess

I build my hope from rust and shame

And call it beauty all the same

But maybe, just maybe this

Is how we learn what meaning is

To rise, regret, and manifest

Our unfulfilled happiness

Maybe there’s grace in discontent

A fragile faith that never bends

Even if I’m doomed to feel

The cracks remind me I am real

Unfulfilled happiness

Still I breathe within the mess

If heaven’s far, I’ll light my way

With all the pain I can’t escape

’Cause maybe, just maybe this

Is not a curse but a kind of wish

To never settle, never rest

Unfulfilled… happiness

They say that joy can’t be compared

But maybe that’s what makes it rare