[Verse 1: Abu Nailah, Abu Nailah & Collaborators]
Didn‘t you hear Mubarak‘s will go ‘broad to California?
It‘s 2020 and the end of ITDar (of mine, lol)
Freshman year‘s about to plummet just a little harder
‘Cause the COVID-19 thing had just made things much rougher (we can‘t even hold any graduations) (//laughs)
I crawled about how I should continue my schoolin‘ time
It was my parents, my friends, and my teachers; thanks to them
I needed their advice, so they found it out though
I hate it when I‘m just in prestige at that time

[Pre-Chorus 1]
So, there‘s a test (a test), almost done nothin‘
When I met them (met them), it had my brain burnin‘
Yadda yadda, in the end, I passed them even though I was one of the reserve students //sighs

[Chorus 1: Abu Nailah, Abu Nailah & Collaborators]
High school in Insance, sorta Islamic modern
Had great odds of being the genius independent religious
We were a student there, thanks to our great teachers
Yeah, livin‘ under that was tough, but I will be stronger
High school in Insance, a high-level format
I still hate it for makin‘ me, wish I came out smarter
You love/hate the subjects, and so do I
It could‘ve ended differently; it depends though, yeah, high school in Insance

[Verse 2: Abu Nailah, Abu Nailah & Collaborators]
When in group tasks, I‘m often being such a burden
I keep failing both feats and friendships here and felt uninvited
I‘m leisured like there‘s almost nothing I can give about
I lied in being; inside, I was sick and got so tired
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I was it, but they were still being nice
I just couldn‘t have these perfected like
To look better ‘cause we‘re older
Am I better now that I‘m older?

[Chorus 2: Abu Nailah, Abu Nailah & Collaborators]
High school in Insance, sorta Islamic modern
Had great odds of being the genius independent religious
We were a student there, thanks to our great teachers
Yeah, livin‘ under that was tough, but I will be stronger
High school in Insance, competitive on kinds
I still hate it for makin‘ me, wish I came out kinder
You love/hate the fiestas, and so do I
It could‘ve ended differently; you decide it, yeah, high school in Insance

[Bridge: Abu Nailah, Abu Nailah & Collaborators, Collaborators]
Someone is being my ex-best friend (best friend!) (a-a)
We probably broke up in October (kacian, a-a, a-a) (ha-a)
Now, I‘m spending my college time in Jogja (ha-)
I‘m so sad I can‘t count on you anymore
I made friends with juniors these years (this is how I met your friends, O Allah //laughs)
We‘re movin‘ out in May or so
And although they bring me to tears
I‘m glad that we gave it a go
[Chorus 3: Abu Nailah, Abu Nailah & Collaborators]
High school in Insance, Indonesia in flower
Had no chance for demoralizing and maliciousness
I was quite heartbroken; sometimes, I looked the happiest
Glad I‘ve got everything in hard, so I will be stronger
High school in Insance, I don‘t, but I was done
Ask you when you‘d care about it; do ya even dare to?
Say thanks to your mom/dad, now we‘re through
It could‘ve ended differently; would you make it? Yeah, high school in Insance

[Instrumental Outro]