Hand-Off Hits / The Sad Cycle

Every hit is like a hand-off 
Every time a new Me wakes up 
Feeling sad, but not sure why 

& so then, that §elf sulks around 
Bearing that burden of Loneliness 
'til figuring out why they're sad 
And then, once again taking a hit 
Handing Me off to the next sucker 

Thus the sad cycle repeats itself