GPRecords Partners with Warped Tour

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Warped Tour

We're Hitting the Road!

I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea, But we loved with a love that was more than love— I and my Annabel Lee— With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven Coveted her and me.Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling lies Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader. Search narrowly the lines! -- they hold a treasure Divine -- a talisman -- an amulet

Bands Playing GPR Stage:

  • The Summer Set
  • Sum 41
  • Cap Size

You have brains in your head.You have feet in your shoes.You can steer yourself Any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.You have brains in your head.You have feet in your shoes.You can steer yourself Any direction you choose. You’re on your own. And you know what you know.And YOU are the guy who’ll decide where to go.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends.Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate To know that for destruction ice Is also great And would suffice.