Lyrics Pieces - The Stylistics
Foolish
pride
can
reap
destruction
I
feel
its
darts
to
the
mind
I
let
my
pride
stand
in
between
us
Never
knowing
that
I
had
built
A
wall
protecting
a
need
inside
Me
I
was
a
fool
thinking
only
of
me
Not
seeing
nothing
more
than
my
Precious
pride
and
ego
Now
all
the
left
for
me
Pieces
of
a
photograph
I
tore
in
half
Pieces
of
love
Pieces
of
the
past!
Pieces
of
a
photograph
I
tore
in
half
Pieces
of
love
Pieces
of
the
past!
Time
is
made
with
face
a
shadow
And
like
a
thief
in
the
night
It
comes
to
call
slowly
creeping
It
disappears
in
the
light
But
I
wont
ever
break
that
the
chain
around
me
I'll
find
a
way
to
shine
off
the
things
that
bind
me
Memories
still
spinning
their
webs
upon
me
But
now
I'm
left
alone
Pieces
of
a
photograph
I
tore
in
half
Pieces
of
love
Pieces
of
the
past!
Pieces
of
a
photograph
I
tore
in
half
Pieces
of
love
Pieces
of
the
past!
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