Shout My Name -- Prisoner of Fake News *****

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Greg opens up his songwriting book once more and shares the lyrics to his rough, guitar-rock song ‟Prisoner of Fake News‟. He opens up his 2nd album ‟Shout My Name‟ with this title. 

You don't have to reach far to understand where his inspiration comes from. We experience fake news every day in our modern world. ‟Prisoner of Fake News‟ is meant as a warning to you all:

They whisper in the wires, shadows dressed as light,

Selling fire in the headlines, burning truth at night.

Fear’s a loaded weapon, they hand it out for free,

But silence holds the answers they don’t want you to see.

Oh, the lie walks faster than the day.

Truth comes limpin’, but it finds its way.

Keep your heart steady, question what you choose,

Don’t be a prisoner,

Don’t be a prisoner

Of fake news.

Silver-tongued deceivers, spinning doubt like gold,

Stories dressed in secrets, a thousand tales retold.

The louder comes the shouting, the softer wisdom speaks,

Truth don’t shout in anger—truth is calm, it’s deep.

Oh, the lie walks faster than the day,

Truth comes limpin’, but it finds its way.

Keep your heart steady, question what you choose,

Don’t be a prisoner,

Don’t be a prisoner

Of fake news.

A spark can start a fire,

A word can start a war…

But truth don’t need an army,

It don’t knock on your door—

It waits inside your core.

Oh, the lie walks faster than the day, (yeah it does)

Truth comes limpin’, but it finds its way. (finds its way)

Keep your heart steady, question what you choose,

Don’t be a prisoner,

Don’t be a prisoner

Of fake news.

© 2026 Greg Heartley UK
℗ Seven Beland Publishing Switzerland

Lies — spinning faster every day *****

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Observing the news today, we are being told a lot of lies. The Greg Heartley Project recently released its epic rock piece with the title ‟LIES‟, from the album Shout My Name.
Read for yourself .... Do you agree?

(Verse 1)

The truth’s still tying up its shoes,

While the headlines light the fuse,

Everyone’s selling something new,

In a world that don’t care what’s true.

Promises stacked like cards in smoke,

Whispers rise before words are spoke,

You can’t trust the mirror anymore —

It’s cracked from the truth we ignored.

(Chorus)

Lies — spinning faster every day,

Lies — we can’t tell night from day,

Lies — they’re dressed up and televised,

While the truth gets buried beneath the lies.

(Verse 2)

A liar’s got to have a good memory,

But the crowd don’t want the documentary,

They’ll clap for the kiss and boo the slap,

‘Cause comfort’s better than facing the fact.

Half-truths grow like poisoned vines,

Choking hearts and clouding minds,

We’re knee-deep in the tangled web,

No one can tell where the lies have spread.

(Chorus)

(Bridge)

Even silence cuts like steel,

The cruelest lie’s the one you feel.

A man who lies to himself each day,

Loses the light and fades away.

You can roll your story down the hill —

But the truth will catch you still.

(Final Chorus)

Lies — echo through the smoke and screens,

Lies — rewriting all our dreams,

Lies — till we don’t know who we are,

And the truth’s still walking — just a step too far.

© 2026 Greg Heartley UK
℗ 2026 Seven Beland Publishing Switzerland