Lauren Samuels, aged 22 from London, is a singer and contestant on the BBC … Read Full Bio ↴Lauren Samuels, aged 22 from London, is a singer and contestant on the BBC Talent Show Over The Rainbow.
Lauren started singing lessons at the age of 13, although she started private LAMDA tutorials at the Hinkley Speech and Drama Studio at the age of seven and began her ballet classes at the age of two!
When Lauren was born she had a condition which meant she had to wear two hearing aids. She stunned doctors at the age of 18, however, when her hearing came back to a normal capacity.
She believes that Dorothy has a lot of balls and guts which she says she has - she wants to be a funny Dorothy, with lots of spark. She would also love to put all her training into action in the role. She feels that she is as impulsive as Dorothy is, and that like her, she is constantly striving for bigger and better things.
Lauren started singing lessons at the age of 13, although she started private LAMDA tutorials at the Hinkley Speech and Drama Studio at the age of seven and began her ballet classes at the age of two!
When Lauren was born she had a condition which meant she had to wear two hearing aids. She stunned doctors at the age of 18, however, when her hearing came back to a normal capacity.
She believes that Dorothy has a lot of balls and guts which she says she has - she wants to be a funny Dorothy, with lots of spark. She would also love to put all her training into action in the role. She feels that she is as impulsive as Dorothy is, and that like her, she is constantly striving for bigger and better things.
How Would They Feel?
Lauren Samuels Lyrics
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Lyrics
I didn’t expect to see you here –
I mean outside, smoking.
I’m more of a nicorette girl these days.
I’m joking.
I mean – I did quit.
But who feels like joking now?
I’ll see you your scowl
And raise you a furrowed brow.
Anyway.
Anyway.
Do you remember how we used to read
Rilke, Joyce?
And we barely understood it,
But it gave us a voice
Or a language…
I don’t read poetry anymore.
But if I did,
I’d be reading it tonight for sure.
Oh. Oh.
I keep thinking about how the timing seems false.
How some days seem faster than my fucking pulse.
And others go so slow.
Like this morning
Feels like a month ago.
Oh. Oh.
Oh. Oh.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
Anyway.
Anyway.
There’s this building you pass
On the subway to Queens.
It’s on the L or the R or the one that’s green.
It’s covered in tags,
Bright hieroglyphics.
These fifteen-year-olds –
They’re so fucking prolific.
I’m commuting,
I’m eating my goddamn apple
And they’re secretly painting their Sistine Chapel.
But whatever,
It’s like they know their odds.
If you're gonna die young,
You'd better live like gods.
Gods.
Gods.
And me?
I’m not doing anything.
I’m not helping or cleaning.
I’m not even crying.
I’m not doing anything.
She’d be so goddamn helpful.
Well, fuck her for dying ’cause I,
I’m not writing her elegy.
Not me.
I’m not writing that down.
They would scrawl her name on a city wall
But I’m a fucking clown.
I’m making jokes
So I don’t drown.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
Like the whole world is underwater.
Like I’m screaming out underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater these days.
Anyways.
Anyway.
I didn’t expect to see you here.
I mean – thanks for coming.
I thought you’d oppose the use of religious rites as numbing.
I mean – it is dumb.
But what if she can hear them pray?
I mean what the fuck do we know?
Who are we to say?
If there was anyway.
Anyway.
Camie Del Rosario
Anyway
from Tales from the Bad Years
I didn’t expect to see you here –
I mean outside, smoking.
I’m more of a nicorette girl these days.
I’m joking.
I mean – I did quit.
But who feels like joking now?
I’ll see you your scowl
And raise you a furrowed brow.
Anyway.
Anyway.
Do you remember how we used to read
Rilke, Joyce?
And we barely understood it,
But it gave us a voice
Or a language…
I don’t read poetry anymore.
But if I did,
I’d be reading it tonight for sure.
Oh. Oh.
I keep thinking about how the timing seems false.
How some days seem faster than my fucking pulse.
And others go so slow.
Like this morning
Feels like a month ago.
Oh. Oh.
Oh. Oh.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
Anyway.
Anyway.
There’s this building you pass
On the subway to Queens.
It’s on the L or the R or the one that’s green.
It’s covered in tags,
Bright hieroglyphics.
These fifteen-year-olds –
They’re so fucking prolific.
I’m commuting,
I’m eating my goddamn apple
And they’re secretly painting their Sistine Chapel.
But whatever,
It’s like they know their odds.
If you're gonna die young,
You'd better live like gods.
Gods.
Gods.
And me?
I’m not doing anything.
I’m not helping or cleaning.
I’m not even crying.
I’m not doing anything.
She’d be so goddamn helpful.
Well, fuck her for dying ’cause I,
I’m not writing her elegy.
Not me.
I’m not writing that down.
They would scrawl her name on a city wall
But I’m a fucking clown.
I’m making jokes
So I don’t drown.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
Like the whole world is underwater.
Like I’m screaming out underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater these days.
Anyways.
Anyway.
I didn’t expect to see you here.
I mean – thanks for coming.
I thought you’d oppose the use of religious rites as numbing.
I mean – it is dumb.
But what if she can hear them pray?
I mean what the fuck do we know?
Who are we to say?
If there was anyway.
Anyway.
Hannah Taylor
I didn’t expect to see you here –
I mean outside, smoking.
I’m more of a nicorette girl these days.
I’m joking.
I mean – I did quit.
But who feels like joking now?
I’ll see you your scowl
And raise you a furrowed brow.
Anyway.
Anyway.
Do you remember how we used to read
Rilke, Joyce?
And we barely understood it,
But it gave us a voice
Or a language…
I don’t read poetry anymore.
But if I did,
I’d be reading it tonight for sure.
Oh. Oh.
I keep thinking about how the timing seems false.
How some days seem faster than my fucking pulse.
And others go so slow.
Like this morning
Feels like a month ago.
Oh. Oh.
Oh. Oh.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
Anyway.
Anyway.
There’s this building you pass
On the subway to Queens.
It’s on the L or the R or the one that’s green.
It’s covered in tags,
Bright hieroglyphics.
These fifteen-year-olds –
They’re so fucking prolific.
I’m commuting,
I’m eating my goddamn apple
And they’re secretly painting their Sistine Chapel.
But whatever,
It’s like they know their odds.
If you're gonna die young,
You'd better live like gods.
Gods.
Gods.
And me?
I’m not doing anything.
I’m not helping or cleaning.
I’m not even crying.
I’m not doing anything.
She’d be so goddamn helpful.
Well, fuck her for dying ’cause I,
I’m not writing her elegy.
Not me.
I’m not writing that down.
They would scrawl her name on a city wall
But I’m a fucking clown.
I’m making jokes
So I don’t drown.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
Like the whole world is underwater.
Like I’m screaming out underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater these days.
Anyways.
Anyway.
I didn’t expect to see you here.
I mean – thanks for coming.
I thought you’d oppose the use of religious rites as numbing.
I mean – it is dumb.
But what if she can hear them pray?
I mean what the fuck do we know?
Who are we to say?
If there was anyway.
Anyway.
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Anyway
from Tales from the Bad Years
I didn’t expect to see you here –
I mean outside, smoking.
I’m more of a nicorette girl these days.
I’m joking.
I mean – I did quit.
But who feels like joking now?
I’ll see you your scowl
And raise you a furrowed brow.
Anyway.
Anyway.
Do you remember how we used to read
Rilke, Joyce?
And we barely understood it,
But it gave us a voice
Or a language…
I don’t read poetry anymore.
But if I did,
I’d be reading it tonight for sure.
Oh. Oh.
I keep thinking about how the timing seems false.
How some days seem faster than my fucking pulse.
And others go so slow.
Like this morning
Feels like a month ago.
Oh. Oh.
Oh. Oh.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
Anyway.
Anyway.
There’s this building you pass
On the subway to Queens.
It’s on the L or the R or the one that’s green.
It’s covered in tags,
Bright hieroglyphics.
These fifteen-year-olds –
They’re so fucking prolific.
I’m commuting,
I’m eating my goddamn apple
And they’re secretly painting their Sistine Chapel.
But whatever,
It’s like they know their odds.
If you're gonna die young,
You'd better live like gods.
Gods.
Gods.
And me?
I’m not doing anything.
I’m not helping or cleaning.
I’m not even crying.
I’m not doing anything.
She’d be so goddamn helpful.
Well, fuck her for dying ’cause I,
I’m not writing her elegy.
Not me.
I’m not writing that down.
They would scrawl her name on a city wall
But I’m a fucking clown.
I’m making jokes
So I don’t drown.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater.
Like the whole world is underwater.
Like I’m screaming out underwater.
I feel like I’m underwater these days.
Anyways.
Anyway.
I didn’t expect to see you here.
I mean – thanks for coming.
I thought you’d oppose the use of religious rites as numbing.
I mean – it is dumb.
But what if she can hear them pray?
I mean what the fuck do we know?
Who are we to say?
If there was anyway.
Anyway.
Glindaful
8 years later and I'm still coming back to this best rendition of this song 🙏🏻
Tyler Collins
Same!
That Ozian
Her belt on "these days" breaks my heart every time. She's got this amazing way of weaving the anguish seamlessly in.
Zoe Mac
the "not me" actually gave me chills. Damn.
UltimateJoolsFan
oh my goodness - her tone and belt - amazing and emotion! Holy heck she's amazing and now i'm completely looking up everything she's every sung!
Daniel Stephens
I'm still listening to this and basking in all of it's beauty! Lauren has such an amazing belt and voice!
Lauren Crisp
Anyone know where I can sell my soul for a voice like that?
Briana Boston
This is my new favorite song and this is my favorite version.
Makayla Samountry
by 4:50, I was bawling. Wow. Fantastic performance
Chelsea Durrant
Oooh she's wonderful! I'm glad there's another "Anyway" up. I love Emma's but variety is good