The live version was better than the album version below, both versions by Yael Naim are slower than the original version of the song Toxic by Britney Spears which I think enhances the mood of the song, and gives it more impact in the live version especially; some would say this version is better than the original by Britney Spears.
I got awakened by my alarm clock that I forgot to unset and so it awakened me out of a dream causing me to jump out of bed to turn it off, and so I forgot some of my dreams and some parts of the three dreams that I can barely remember; and so I will start with the two very unclear dreams first.
The first unclear dream probably took place during the day, I think that my former classmate JC was in the dream, and I remember a dog being in the dream that was either one of my brothers dogs or an unknown dog; but all that I can remember of this dream is talking to the dog (who could not talk back of course).
The second unclear dream took place during the day in a fictional area outside in a fictional unknown place and there were several people outside with me, but the only people I remember somewhat clearly is an unknown man with whitish colored skin and the actor Idris Elba.
The unknown man with whitish skin needed a haircut and so I cut his hair for him, and then I noticed that Idris Elba had some extra hair growing on his forehead and he/his hair needed a hair line up because it looked like he had not had one in a while; and so I mentioned this to him, but oddly he did not know what a hair line up was and so I explained it to him.
I told him that I would line up his hair for him, cutting the extra hair growing on his forehead as well, and he agreed to let me line-up his hair; but time was about up (whatever that meant), and so he said that he wanted to wait until tomorrow and I agreed but I woke up or that is all that I can remember of this dream.
The third/last dream started during the evening or night in a fictional area in a fictional city outside/inside an abandoned garage/firefighter station-like building, and a younger Britney Spears (about the age when she got popular in music) was there leading a group of other people about her age and I approached them.
This dream was supposedly a continuation of either a false/fake memory of a past dream or a real dream from years ago that I probably never typed, this dream world and situation was familiar to me, and I had my memories or false memories of the past dream; and so I knew the situation, and it left off from my memory or false memory of the last dream of this dream world.
From my past memories or false past memories this dream world took place during a zombie apocalypse I guess you could say, many people were dead and/or gone/hiding/had left the city, and this group of people, who were all about the same age had come together trying to survive in the ruins of the city; and they would sometimes pick a leader to help lead/organize this group, and they would vote on a new leader sometimes.
This group had Britney Spears, one or more members of NSYNC, several other celebrities who(m) I can not remember, maybe one or more people I knew, and several unknown people in the group; and in my memories of the last dream the abandoned garage/firefighter-like station used to be their original hideout but it got attacked by zombies, they then moved into an abandoned one-story building next to them and made it their new hideout but it got attacked by zombies also, then they moved to an underground part of the building and made it their new hideout but it got attacked by zombies also, and then they moved back to the abandoned firefighter-like station again but that past dream ended there.
From that past dream I remember some of the parts of that dream that took place in the underground part of the building where they had their third hideout, they felt safer there and they were more hopeful there, but if the zombies attacked they would only have one escape point and they might get trapped if zombies were blocking it.
That past dream showed the various struggles of the group trying to organize themselves, dealing with social issues among themselves, and trying to survive during a zombie apocalypse; but their third hideout underground was attacked, some of them probably died, but the group survived and moved back to their first hideout.
Now my dream from last night left off from that point and Britney Spears had been chosen as the new leader, and she was working hard trying to organize the group; and things were going well with no zombie attacks in a while, but this made the group too relaxed except for Mrs. Spears.
Most of the group was so relaxed now that they did not even have weapons anymore, they were starting to get lazy also, and so they were not listening to Mrs. Spears very much because the leader position was more of an informal position lacking true power (it was more like an advisor position for the group or organizer position); and they seemed to think that most or all of the zombies were dead or gone now, but Mrs. Spears kept trying to get them to take the zombie threat seriously again but it was not working.
I watched this quietly from a distance, I was impressed by Mrs. Spears and I agreed with her to my surprise, and Mrs. Spears suggested that they check & prepare their other hideouts in case their current hideout was attacked again; and she tried to get some of her group to go with her to the underground hideout to check it out, but no one would go with her and so she left alone.
It was almost night or it was night and so it was somewhat dark or mostly dark at this point, I walked over to the rest of the group talking with them about the situation trying to help them by reinforcing Mrs. Spears advice, and I suggested that they get weapons again; and that they go help Mrs. Spears because it was too dangerous for her to go alone, and I offered to go with them but they were not listening to me either at first.
I started looking for weapons so that I could go looking for Mrs. Spears but I could not find any weapons, while I continued to search time passed, and the group started to worry about Mrs. Spears when she did not return; and so they finally formed a team to go help find Mrs. Spears and to search the underground hideout, and I joined them to help them with the search even though I never could find any weapons (so the situation was even more dangerous/risky now).
We started searching the one-story building for Mrs. Spears, zombies, and weapons at first; and then we were going to go to the underground part of the building to search, but we wanted to clear the above-ground part first.
It was dark and scary inside the building as we searched, but I woke up before we finished even searching half of the building for Mrs. Spears, zombies, and weapons.
Last night I remember what was either two dreams or one dream.
The first dream or the first part of the dream all I remember is that me and Halle Berry were at my parent’s house at night-time.
She looked like she did in the movie Gothika when she got put into the mental hospital, she seemed to be in shock and I had the feeling that someone was after her.
So I carried her outside to hide her in one of our storage buildings outside, and the inside of the building looked more like a bedroom instead of a storage building.
I sat her on the couch and told her to relax, and that I think she would be safe in there.
I am not sure what happened to her or who was after her, but I felt I needed to help her.
I think I started to ask her what happened to her, but I can not remember what else happened.
The next thing I remember is being in a small apartment on the abandoned side of an unknown city.
Maybe apartment would not be the best word, since I think mine was the only one, I guess town house or house would be a better word.
Next to my house was a street and across the street was another house like mine, and next to that house were two tall brick buildings with an alley between them.
A young man my age and his wife & three kids drove up in an SUV or minivan to the house across from mine.
The wife and kids started playing outside while the man came to my door, my brother CC was in my house and answered the door.
The man looked and acted like a young man I had worked with once at my former job, except he was not in a wheel chair like the man I used to work with in real life.
He came in and we all started talking.
As we all sat down and talked I noticed a nice green couch with one pillow perfectly in the middle of the couch, for some reason this really caught my attention.
We were having a good conversation when I suddenly heard police sirens, and had the feeling that the police were coming to get me.
So I told my brother and the man to create a diversion to trick the police while I run through the alley.
I told my brother to drive our automobile up the street so most of the police would chase him and I told the man to pretend him & his family had just arrived at home, and tell the police that they saw our automobile drive down the street.
I then ran into the alley, and my plan worked.
The police could not find me so I think they called the FBI for help.
I remember that the alley led to a parking lot building or whatever you call them, it was pretty dark in there and that is all I can remember for that part.
The next part I only remember somehow sneaking into what I think was a FBI building.
I was going to see someone, I think I was trying to find out why the police were after me.
I think my wife had been arrested for some crime and maybe they thought that I helped or something.
I think someone in the building gave me some information about where to find my wife, but I can not remember.
I remember getting in an elevator and there were security cameras in there, I tried to hide my face a bit without being too suspicious.
I think I went on to the third floor which was a prison, but it was like no prison I had ever seen.
It was a rich person’s prison all the walls were covered in padded orange/gold fabric, each person had their own room, there were televisions, computers, book shelves, dining tables, desks, DVD players, game consoles, pool tables, a bar, pool, dance floor, and much more.
There were no windows, men & women were there, they all wore orange/gold uniforms, they could have butlers, friends, family, strippers, and I guess even prostitutes visit them.
Anyway I had the feeling that the FBI knew I was there, so I knew I had to talk to my wife fast.
Her room was on the second floor, I saw her with some guy that was only wearing a white loincloth or something, I was guessing he was either a stripper she hired or a prostitute.
And shockingly/surprisingly my wife was Britney Spears?
Anyway, she did not tell me what crime she had committed or if I had committed a crime too or not, but she did tell me that her lawyer got her a reduced prison sentence and her lawyer had gotten her into this nice prison.
She also told me that she would let me use her lawyer if I got caught, I had the feeling that she was going to be in prison for 4-7 years and if I got caught I would get about the same amount of time.
I felt that the FBI was near, so I went back to the elevator to leave and I set the elevator to go to the 1st floor but it went to the floor 0.
Then it went to the 1st floor, but the FBI were waiting for me.
There were about 3 guys in suits and 2 guys with SWAT gear pointing guns at me, so I said “Man, you got me.”.
One of the guys started saying that my kids were going to be put into foster care, and that they would get better parents that would help undo the bad influence me and Britney had on them.
I remember thinking: that we had two or three kids, I wondered if I had I really committed a crime, if I did commit a crime I wondered what was the/that crime, and I thought that if I did commit a crime that I hoped that my/our kids would get better parents than us.
Then I woke up,