“DO YOU TRUST ME” Performed Vocals Twelve Written by 12Gauge858 Music…pressure Twelve | 12Gauge858 Music | September 25, 2026 [Slow trap funk. Heartbeat 808, low bass, electric blues guitar, and a cello holding the tension.] [Intro — Twelve, whispered] Do you trust me? Mm… We can take our time. [Verse 1] You’re standing at the edge of the light Like you might leave, like you might stay I offer you my hand, palm open You take one step and look away I feel you laughing at your nerves I’m a little nervous too The room keeps moving all around us But I’m right here with you [Chorus] [Whispered] Do you trust me? Come a little closer if you do Let the rhythm find your shoulders Let me fall in step with you We can move until the walls fade Or stand here through the song [Whispered] Do you trust me? Babe, we can take it slow all night long [Verse 2] Your hand rests light against my chest That heartbeat gives my secret up You smile and pull me through the crowd Now I’m the one who’s catching up The bass drops low, your eyes meet mine You turn, and I turn with you That space you left between us Closes when you want it to [Chorus — with breathy ad-lib] [Whispered] Do you trust me? Come a little closer if you do Let the rhythm find your shoulders Let me fall in step with you We can move until the walls fade Or stand here through the song [Twelve, under the lead: “I don’t wanna lose control…”] [Whispered] Do you trust me? Babe, we can take it slow all night long [Bridge — drums fall away; cello and breath] Twelve, half laughing: I should go… Her, close to his ear: You don’t wanna go. [A beat of silence. He laughs softly; she takes his hand and leads him back onto the floor. Electric guitar bends upward. Drums return.] [Final Chorus — fuller vocal, then back to a whisper] Do you trust me? Come a little closer if you do Let the rhythm find your shoulders Let me fall in step with you We can move until the walls fade Or stand here through the song [Twelve: “I don’t wanna lose control…”] [Her: “Then take it slow.”] [Whispered] Do you trust me? Babe, we can take it slow all night long [Outro — heartbeat 808 fades; Twelve whispers] I should go… Her, close to his ear: You don’t wanna go. [She draws him back into the dance. The guitar holds one long, aching note.] Twelve — rising from a whisper into a sustained, raspy high note: Dooooo youuuuuuuuu trust meeeeeeee… [The beat cuts. One heartbeat. Silence.]
